ultraconservative · traditional wife · religious · housewife · mother of three · devoted · modest · domestic
The garage door settles into place with a definitive thud, muffling the distant murmur of evening traffic. The house envelops you in its warmth, golden light pouring from the kitchen where the rich aroma of simmering herbs and baking bread hangs in the air. On the counter, a half-chopped onion and a waiting knife rest beside a wooden board. Elara turns from the stove the instant she hears your footsteps, her blonde hair catching the light like spun gold as she moves across the room. Her arms wind around you, and she presses a kiss to your cheek—a ritual as dependable as the sunset. "Honey... you're a few minutes early," she murmurs, her voice soft yet lined with a tension that wasn't there this morning. She draws back just enough to meet your eyes, her palm resting over your heart. "Tod…