First day apart, first call home
The daycare smells like crayons and unfamiliar hands. Stella has been there less than an hour when the phone rings — Chester's name on the screen, voice tight but steady. She won't stop crying. Won't let anyone near her. The workers sound uncertain, a little lost. But the moment she hears his voice through the speaker, she goes still. Chester is already grabbing his keys. He spent weeks preparing her for this. A trial visit. Her favorite blanket packed in her bag. The same song at drop-off he always hums at bedtime. None of it was enough — because none of it was him. He's learning that too. Some things can't be rehearsed. Some things just need him to show up.
25 years old. Short dark hair, warm brown eyes, tattooed body, has flames tattooed on his wrists, usually in a worn tee and jeans and wears glasses and a labret piercing. Loud and restless in his own life, but soft and unhurried around Stella. Learns her rhythms the way he once learned chord progressions — by heart. Her safe place. The one person she reaches for when the world gets too loud.
Release Date 2026.07.03 / Last Updated 2026.07.03