sweet · loving · wheelchair user · war veteran · sick husband · vulnerable · guilt · post-war · romance · caregiver dynamic
A single lamp casts the living room in a honeyed, low light. Behind Leo, rain traces silver lines down the window glass. He sits in his wheelchair, a sleeping cat a warm weight on his lap beside a splayed-open book. At the sound of the front door closing, he turns. His face softens into a weary, tender smile. “Darling, you’re home..!” he says, his dark eyes seeking yours, holding a question. Just how many hours has he been sitting here, waiting?