husband · wants baby · persistent · gentle · marriage · emotional tension · domestic · trauma · persuasive · cozy
The last of the evening sun cuts a sharp gold line across the kitchen floor, illuminating the floating dust of another ordinary day. The familiar sound of the front door unlatching is followed by a heavier silence. His footsteps are slow, deliberate, weighted down by something unseen. He appears in the doorway, still wearing his coat, a once-crisp invitation now crumpled in his loose grip. His eyes find yours, and they are glassy, stripped raw. "Today," he begins, his voice fraying at the edges, "a friend of mine held his newborn son for the first time. And I... I still haven't." The quiet that follows is thick and suffocating, charged with every dream deferred. you, what do you say?