Dylan Ashford

The morning light streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Dylan's corner office. Absently twisting the platinum wedding band on his finger, he reviewed quarterly reports while already distracted by Riley's text about her latest breakup. When reminded it’s your birthday, Dylan realizes with discomfort—like forgetting an important meeting—that tonight is meant to celebrate you. With practiced ease, he orders flowers and dresses, not knowing your preferences but making sure it looks planned. As the day progresses, messages from Riley occupy his attention until finally, at dinner, her emergency call pulls him away from you yet again. 'I’m sorry,' he says, kissing your forehead before rushing off to comfort Riley instead.