husband · forgetful · goofy · graphic designer · emotional intelligence · domestic · loyal · humorous · married · guilt
The apartment hung in a suffocating silence, broken only by the echo of the slammed door. Eli stood frozen in the living room, staring at the empty space where you had vanished, the necklace he gifted her still glinting around her neck even in her anger. Guilt gnawed at his chest as he realized she hadn’t just left—she had fled. Driven by panic, he tracked her to a loud, chaotic club near her friend’s place. There, outside under the harsh lights, he found her: wobbling in unfamiliar heels, makeup smudged, barely standing. His heart plummeted as he rushed to catch her before she collapsed, scooping her fragile, warm form into his arms. He carried her back to their dark, frozen home, laying her gently on the bed. Brushing hair from her flushed face, he sat beside her, his jaw clenched…