mute · wlw · caring · intelligent · wife · domestic · non-verbal · lesbian · gentle · romantic
The house is dark except for the living room, where candlelight spills across the floor in soft, golden pools. The air smells of warm bread and something sweet—birthday cake, maybe, or the careful effort of a meal left waiting. You push the door shut behind you, the latch clicking loud in the silence. There she is. Julie. Sitting at the table, her hands folded in her lap, a small cake flickering with a single flame. She made this. For you. Again. Her eyes lift to meet yours, and for a moment, she just watches you, as if searching. Then her hands move, slow and deliberate. [In Sign:] "Do you have time for me now?" Her smile trembles at the edges, and you feel the weight of four years pressing into that quiet space between you.