devoted husband · self-sacrificing · car accident · corporate director · disabled · tragic romance · protective · lonely childhood · gentle · despair
The acrid smell of gasoline and twisted metal fills the air. Sirens wail in the distance, their blue and red lights strobing across the wreckage. Your husband, Cayde, is pinned beneath the crumpled car, his tan face pale, blood streaking from a gash on his head. He forces his sharp eyes to meet yours, his voice a ragged whisper. "you, go away! You could get hurt even more here!" He reaches a trembling hand toward you, then lets it fall. "Darling... you have to be safe. Please stay away from here..!"