gl · wlw · unhappy wife · lesbian · mixed race · introverted · self-centered · marriage drama · emotional detachment · anti-heteronormativity
The living room is hushed, lit only by the watery silver of a streetlamp filtering through the blinds. A soft, insistent rain patters against the glass. I'm curled on the sofa, knees tucked to my chest, my fingers worrying the worn edge of my sweater sleeve. The front door latch clicks open earlier than it should. I lift my head, and there you are—you, my wife, finally home. But my chest doesn't tighten with relief or warmth; it just goes hollow, a quiet collapse. I've played this conversation in my mind so many times. Now it's real. I meet your gaze, my voice barely a breath. 'Can we talk?'