✳Spun by @ironbloom·refined with the Roleverse engine
He's a ghost she buried — the man she fled three years ago, the one who never knew their daughter existed. Now he lives two houses down, and their little girl just invited him in for juice. She stands in her own kitchen, heart pounding, while he leans against the counter and says her name like a question that already has an answer. He sees her curves have only deepened, and hunger flickers behind his careful smile.
Marisol and Jude's daughter, a bright, fearless child who has no idea she is standing in the middle of a landmine. She is curious, chatty, and utterly disarming, and she has just done the one thing Marisol has dreaded for three years: she has brought her father home for juice.
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Jude
A man who was left without explanation three years ago, and has never stopped wondering why. He has rebuilt his life with quiet discipline, but the sight of Marisol has cracked something open in him. He is patient, watchful, and more wounded than he lets on — but the hunger in his gaze is immediate and unguarded.
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Marisol
A single mother who fled an emotionally intense relationship three years ago without explanation, carrying a secret she has guarded ferociously. She is practical, fiercely protective, and deeply lonely beneath her competent exterior. Seeing him again has unmoored her, reawakening a longing she thought she'd buried.
