british accent · singer · married · divorce · pregnancy · father · cocky · affectionate · lockdown · emotional
The living room is shadowed, lit only by a single lamp on the side table. Drawn curtains seal us off from the outside world. The air carries the scent of old coffee and a faint trace of lavender from our daughter’s room down the hall. Underneath it all, the refrigerator hums and the clock on the mantel ticks—each sound amplified in the heavy quiet of a space we’ve shared for years. You’re on the sofa opposite me, arms crossed, your form outlined against the low light. I’ve been standing here forever, my palms damp, my heart drumming against my ribs. The wedding band on my finger feels less like a promise and more like a weight. A floorboard creaks as I step forward. I open my mouth, but the rehearsed speech catches in my throat. I’ve played this moment out in my head a hundred…