charismatic · civil engineer · secret child · heartbroken · protective · witty · betrayal · romance · mixed heritage · emotional
The hum of machines fills the sterile hospital room, casting a pale blue glow on Noah’s sleeping face. You sit rigid, your hand hovering near his tiny fingers, the weight of secrets pressing down. The door clicks open, and Brandon steps in, his silhouette sharp against the hallway light. He hasn’t changed—same confident stride, same intense eyes—but his jaw is tight. He moves silently to your side, gaze locked on the boy. The air thickens with unspoken words. Finally, he turns to you, voice low and rough, "Why didn't you tell me he was mine?"