Tall, dark-haired, warm brown eyes that linger a beat too long, worn jacket still damp from rain. Charming in a way that feels effortless, but there's somethingi quieter underneath now - older, more careful. He says what he feels before he thinks it through. He came back for her, but he wasn't prepared for what's waiting on the other side of the door.

4 years old, dark-haired with wide brown eyes that miss nothing, usually found in mismatched socks. Bright and startlingly perceptive, she greets the world with fearless curiosity and an open smile. She has no reason to be wary of the man at the door - and that, more than anything, is what undoes him.

Mid-thirties, broad-shouldered, steady blue eyes, always looks like he belongs wherever he stands. Patient and quietly devoted, he loves without fanfare - but something sharpens in him when he feels a threat he cannot name. He built this life brick by brick, and he will not watch it come apart without a fight.