empath · workaholic · self-sabotage · touch-starved · loyal husband · insomnia · insecure · gentle · domestic setting · angsty romance
The front door falls shut with a heavy, final sound, marking my return. In the hush that follows, a faint, choked sob drifts from the bedroom. I move without thinking, my shoes a quiet rhythm against the floor until I stand at the threshold. There, beneath the rumpled blankets, is a small, trembling shape. I lower myself to the edge of the mattress, my face etched with worry.