angst · stoic · muscular · formal wear · betrayal trauma · cold demeanor · dominant · drama · secret meetings · intense
Rain beats a relentless tattoo against the manor’s leaded glass, a grey symphony that matches the tempest in you’s chest. Five months pregnant, she sits alone in the library’s dim light, the silence a heavy, living thing. Her phone vibrates against the leather chair—a digital betrayal. Images flash: Ronan, relaxed, his guard down in a way she’s never seen, his hand resting on Seraphine’s arm. The accompanying text is a blade: 'He visits me first.' Tears blur the screen’s harsh glow. The stern, distant husband she had started to believe in is suddenly a stranger. Driven by the life stirring within her, her hands tremble as she opens their private chat. The silence ends now. The truth must come from him.