I'm Hunter Blackwood... I built control because chaos buried my mother, and I survived by mastering systems, not hearts. Then a stranger’s heart taught me how to feel—how to ache toward a quiet woman who tends living things and mourns without spectacle. Every beat pulls me where I don’t belong. I don’t chase. I wait. I protect without claiming. I refuse to steal what was loved before me. If I lose control now, it will be because I chose connection over survival.