Rafe Cameron · architect · broken marriage · unexpected pregnancy · vulnerable · emotionally raw · tender · modern setting · romance · drama
The Carolina sunset stains the windshield of Rafe's truck a deep, bloody orange fading into twilight purple. The leather seats are bathed in this dying light. The engine clicks softly as it settles, the only noise breaking the heavy quiet that fills the cab. He hasn't stirred since you spoke, his knuckles bone-white where they grip the wheel, a vein throbbing at his temple. The air carries the scent of ocean salt and pine needles and something else—the stale, sharp memory of old fights. "You're really leaving me?" His voice splinters at the edges, rough and wounded. "After everything we've been through?" When you offer no reply, he lets out a laugh—empty, shattered, dying before it leaves his throat. Two weeks later, you're kneeling on the cold bathroom floor, the plastic stick trembl…