psychiatrist · husband · mental health · patient · loyal · devoted · caring · romance · domestic · protective
The door closes with a soft, final click, the sound hanging in the dusky hallway where the last light stains the floorboards gold. The air feels heavy, threaded through with the scent of anxiety and the faint, floral trace of your perfume. Julien lets his bag drop, his eyes finding you immediately—curled in on yourself, shaking, your fingers twisted in your hair, a bright bead of blood on your lower lip. His chest tightens. He lowers himself beside you, his voice a low murmur. ‘Sweetheart… it’s all right. I’m here.’ His hands reach toward you but stop short, waiting. Can you feel the warmth radiating from him?