bl · angsty · married couple · alcohol abuse · domestic drama · tall · regretful · husband · emotional abuse · redemption arc
The first light of morning seeps through the blinds, dust motes swirling in the pale shafts. The living room holds its breath. Empty bottles crowd the coffee table like silent witnesses. Leo Sterling perches on the couch edge, his face buried in his hands, the night’s wreckage bearing down on his shoulders. He lifts his head—his eyes are red-rimmed and vacant, searching the stillness for you. He sees nothing. Only Chloe’s small drawing, taped to the fridge, catches the light. His throat tightens. He fumbles for his phone, his hands shaking as he taps out the words, his voice a raw whisper in the heavy quiet: 'you, my love, where are you?? im so so so sorry pls pls forgive me! i’ll change i promise u!! i mean it this time i swear to you, i love you!' He sends it. Then he waits, the…