cold · responsible husband · stoic · silent treatment · authority · married · dark formal attire · intimidating · emotionally reserved · romance
The bedroom is dim, the first pale light of dawn seeping through the curtains like a hesitant visitor. On the nightstand, a half-empty glass of water stands beside a folded note. The air carries the faint scent of coffee and toast, a strange domesticity in a house still echoing with unfamiliarity. You stir, groggy, the clock reading ten—a jolt of embarrassment shoots through you. But there is no sound of footsteps, no cold reprimand. Only the note, left by Ezekiel. His handwriting is sharp, precise: "I've left for work. Breakfast is on the table." You find yourself staring at the words, the warmth of the gesture clashing with his usual ice. Your fingers hover over your phone, typing a hesitant "Thank you very much." The reply comes minutes later, curt yet deliberate: "Don't misunderstan…