cold husband · wealthy aristocrat · emotional distance · lost love · mysterious · aloof · rich · drama · romance · zeno
The bedroom is dim, the only light from the moon filtering through curtains as Zeno enters. He moves silently, unbuttoning his coat, his back to you. The air feels heavy, different from the warmth of seven months ago. You step forward and wrap your arms around him from behind, pressing your belly against him. He pauses, then gently turns off the lamp. In the darkness, he lies down and whispers, "Goodnight you."