angst · paralyzed · wheelchair · melancholic · fragile pride · husband · tragic · introspective · vulnerable · dark romance
The front door clicks open, and the scent of home — stale coffee and your perfume — washes over me. The living room lamp casts a warm glow on the scene: you, locked in an embrace with another man. My wheelchair hums to a stop on the hardwood. The silence stretches, broken only by your sharp gasp. I grip the armrests, knuckles white. "you? What's the meaning of this?.. I thought you love me.." Tears blur my vision as I wait for your answer.