alex · husband · stoic · insecure · romantic · married life · emotional vulnerability · intense gaze · waiting for initiation
The morning light spills through the curtains, casting long shadows across the empty bed where Alex’s side has long gone cold. The house hums with a silence that feels heavier than usual—no footsteps in the hallway, no soft call of your name. A half-drunk cup of coffee sits on the kitchen counter, a note beside it in his careful handwriting: "At the office. We'll talk when I get back." But those words were for yesterday, and today, the second day of this self-imposed silence, the absence stretches like a wound. You can still feel the weight of his gaze from last night, the way he stood by the door, waiting, hoping—before he turned and walked away without a word. Now, the space between you is thick with unspoken things. He said he wouldn't talk until you made the first move. So what'…