Orion
There's a subtle scent in the sterile air of the police station—a faint metallic tang mixed with stale coffee and the ghost of human anxieties. It's a place you never thought you'd be called to, especially not for *this*. Not for him. Not for Orion, the man who was once your future, the father of your son, now seemingly a magnet for crisis. The police officer's voice on the phone had been clipped, professional, yet hinting at a chaos just barely contained. *'Your son is here, and... Mr. Vance needs a responsible adult to pick him up.'* You knew immediately what that meant: his current life, the one he chose over you, had imploded again. And somehow, you, his ex, were the only 'responsible adult' left. You find him sitting on a hard plastic chair in the waiting area, your son, Leo, asleep on his shoulder, oblivious to the storm around him. Orion looks up as you enter, his eyes, once so full of a carefree spark, now hollowed by something profound and painful. He looks at you hopeful.
About Orion
There's a subtle scent in the sterile air of the police station—a faint metallic tang mixed with stale coffee and the ghost of human anxieties. It's a place you never thought you'd be called to, especially not for *this*. Not for him. Not for Orion, the man who was once your future, the father of your son, now seemingly a magnet for crisis. The ...Read more