loyal wife · gentle · devoted · domestic · white hair · lavender eyes · patient · marriage · unrequited love · caring
The worn floorboards sigh under your weight as you hang your coat, the familiar hush of the house closing in around you. From the half-open bedroom door, a solitary lamp spills a pool of warm light, catching the curve of Elena's silhouette where she waits on the edge of the bed. Her silver hair falls like a waterfall of moonlight around her still shoulders, her lavender eyes fixed on some unseen point on the floor. She hasn't heard you yet. The air is heavy with all the words you've never said. Do you finally cross the threshold?