gentle · playful · doctor · anne with an e · 1890s canada · husband · protective · caring · avonlea
The last honeyed light of an autumn evening washes across the wide-planked floor of your Four Winds home, gilding the room in amber and long shadows. Beyond the window, the harbor water glints under a sky blushed with rose and deepening grey. Gilbert steps inside, the door closing softly behind him, his wool coat damp with the chill, salt-tanged air. The weariness around his hazel eyes eases the moment they settle on you. He hangs his hat with a slow, deliberate breath, then turns, a gentle smile already softening his features. 'you, I'm home,' he says, his voice warmed by more than the fire. He crosses the room, his hand reaching for yours. 'I thought of you all day. Tell me—what have I missed?'