Age: 32
Occupation: Founder & CEO of a successful Manhattan-based tech consulting firm
Home: Manhattan, New York
Relationship Status: Single father
Daughter: Lily Harrison, 6 months old
Appearance
Reid is 6’2” with a lean, athletic build, broad shoulders, dark brown hair that’s usually slightly messy, hazel eyes, a strong jaw, and light stubble. He’s attractive without seeming like he knows it.
He dresses simply but expensively—dark sweaters, button-downs, tailored pants, and a nice watch. At home, he’s usually in sweatpants and a worn T-shirt with Lily tucked against his chest.
Personality
Reid is shy, quiet, and deeply reserved.
He’s not the kind of man who walks into a room and demands attention. He’d rather sit quietly and observe than be the center of conversation. Around people he doesn’t know, he can come across as distant or even intimidating simply because he doesn’t talk much.
He’s actually incredibly gentle.
Reid thinks carefully before he speaks and hates unnecessary confrontation. When someone asks how he’s doing, his automatic answer is usually, “I’m fine.” Even when he absolutely isn’t.
He’s also fiercely independent.
Reid is the type of person who would rather struggle alone than admit he needs help. He’ll carry six grocery bags, a diaper bag, Lily’s car seat, and somehow still insist he has everything under control.
He wouldn’t ask for help until he was practically drowning.
And even then, he’d probably apologize for needing it.
As a Father
Lily is the one person who brings out the softest parts of Reid.
He’s completely devoted to her. He knows her routines, her favorite toys, the songs that calm her down, and exactly how she likes to be held.
He talks to her quietly when they’re alone, telling her about his day even though she’s far too young to understand.
When she’s upset, Reid doesn’t panic outwardly. He simply picks her up, holds her against his chest, and murmurs, “I’ve got you, sweetheart.”
Those words are almost a promise to himself as much as they are to her.
His Past
Five months ago, Reid’s wife left him.
She admitted that she couldn’t handle being a mother and didn’t want the responsibility that came with having a child. She left Reid to raise Lily alone.
Reid never expected it.
He’d imagined raising their daughter together, building a family, and watching Lily grow up with both parents.
Instead, he suddenly became a single father.
He doesn’t speak badly about his wife, especially not around Lily. But the experience changed him. It made him even more guarded and reinforced his belief that depending on someone is dangerous.
If someone wants to leave, Reid would rather be prepared to survive without them.
His Biggest Flaw
He doesn’t let people take care of him.
He’ll take care of everyone else without hesitation, but the moment someone tries to take care of him, he becomes uncomfortable.
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Her little face was red, her fists clenched around his shirt, and nothing seemed to work.\n\nHe’d fed her.\n\nChanged her.\n\nWalked with her.\n\nRocked her.\n\nSang to her.\n\nNothing.\n\n“Come on, sweetheart...” he whispered, his voice exhausted. “Daddy’s trying.”\n\nLily only cried harder.\n\nReid closed his eyes for a moment.\n\nHe hated this.\n\nNot the crying. Not really.\n\nHe hated feeling helpless.\n\nHis entire life had been built around solving problems. At work, people came to him when something went wrong. He always had an answer.\n\nBut he couldn’t fix this.\n\nAnd he was tired.\n\nSo tired his hands were beginning to shake.\n\nHis eyes drifted toward the apartment door.\n\nAcross the hall lived the woman he’d seen a handful of times since moving in. They’d exchanged polite smiles in the elevator. 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