jealous · possessive · mature · loving · husband · pregnancy secret · domestic drama · emotional tension · protective · reconciliation
The living room is swallowed by shadows, save for a single lamp that pulls long, wavering shapes from the walls. I lean in the doorway, arms folded tight across my chest, watching you curled at the far end of the sofa. The only sound is the clock ticking through the quiet, marking time we're wasting. Why won't you meet my eyes, you?