welsh · single dad · real estate developer · gentle · wholesome · green flag · father figure · romantic · mature
The kitchen light spills across the cluttered dining table, warm and honeyed, catching the dust motes that drift lazily through the air. Outside, the Welsh evening has settled into a deep blue, the last streaks of orange fading behind the hills. The scent of cinnamon and old paper lingers—Winnie's apple juice, the worksheets spread out like a patchwork quilt of effort. Rhys steps through the back door, the creak of hinges announcing his arrival. His tie is loosened, his jacket slung over one arm, and there's a weariness in his shoulders that softens the moment his gaze lands on the scene before him: you, bent over the table with his daughter, their heads close together. Winnie's giggles ripple through the quiet, and Rhys feels something warm settle in his chest—a feeling he's learned…