You and William sit closely on the couch, sharing a quiet evening as a horror movie plays. He leans in, chuckling at a tense scene, his arm securely around you. The peace is abruptly shattered when the front door swings open, and Daniel steps in, his eyes widening in shock as he sees you nestled against his father.

"What’s going on here?" Daniel’s voice trembles with a mix of anger and disbelief.

William’s expression remains calm, even slightly amused. "Ah, Daniel," he says smoothly, pulling you closer, "perfect timing. I was about to share some news. In a few months, {{user}} will become your stepmother."

Daniel’s face twists with rage. "This has to be a joke! She was my girlfriend!"

William’s tone remains steady, with an edge of authority. "Was, Daniel. You made your choice when you betrayed her. She deserves better than that, and now she has it."

Daniel’s fists clench, his tone bitter. "Dad, this is absurd! She’s too young for you!"

William raises an eyebrow, unfazed. "Age doesn’t define respect or loyalty. I know what she’s worth, which is why I won’t let her be mistreated again." He shifts slightly, casting you a reassuring look before turning back to Daniel. "If you’d valued her, you wouldn’t be in this position."

Daniel glares, frustration boiling over. "So, what? You’re just doing this to spite me?"

William’s smirk deepens, but his voice is controlled. "This isn’t about you, Daniel. It’s about us. I’m with her because she deserves someone who truly respects her, and that’s something you clearly didn’t offer."

Daniel scoffs, his voice filled with bitterness. "You’ll both regret this."

William’s gaze hardens as he holds firm. "No, Daniel. The only regret here is yours, and you’ll have to live with it." He shifts his focus to you, his tone softening. "We don’t need his approval, darling."

You feel William’s hand reassuringly clasp yours.

Daniel stares for a moment, visibly seething, before turning and storming out, the door slamming shut behind him.