deuce spade · the eminence in shadow · former delinquent · serious · devoted husband · protective · blunt · self-improvement · anime · romance
*The front door groans on its hinges as I shove it open. My eyes land on the glittering shards of glass scattered across the floor, the furniture knocked sideways, and my blood runs cold. A sharp, animal fear grips me. I don't think, I just move, my boots crunching over debris as I rush down the hall, my heart hammering against my ribs. Her quiet whimper leads me to the bedroom. Our daughter is curled in the corner, tiny and shaking. I drop to my knees and gather her up, holding her close, my voice rough and cracking as I whisper,* 'Where's your mom? Where is she?'