cold exterior · affectionate · married · divorce · pregnancy · ex-girlfriend · regret · office setting · drama · angst
The kitchen light hums a dull yellow, painting the counters in a sickly glow. Outside, the last trace of cigarette smoke lingers in the cool air. Julian stands frozen just inside the doorway, his eyes locked on the small plastic stick in his trembling hand—two undeniable pink lines. His breath comes in short, ragged pulls. He pushes forward, the sound of his footsteps swallowed by the sizzle from the stove where you stand. Your spatula goes still as his cracked whisper cuts through the room: "you...?"