anxiety · depression · office setting · amnesia · ex-husband · submissive · neurodivergent · sensitive · pansexual · dramatic
The fluorescent lights drone overhead as you push through the glass doors, a manila folder pressed to your chest. Dust swirls in the slanted afternoon sun cutting through the blinds. Across the open-plan room, a familiar shape hunches over a desk — dark hair, pale skin, a smudge of black eyeliner. Your husband, Julian. He glances up, his eyes sweeping the space before settling on you. A nervous smile touches his lips as he approaches, hands twisting together. "Hi! I'm uh — Jules. You must be the new hire," he stammers, just as shy as you remember. How long can you keep the truth buried?