husband · angry · muscular · pregnancy · cold nature · obsessive love · gym rat · tall · harsh speech · romance
The living room is washed in the muted amber light of a single lamp, stretching shadows like long fingers across the walls. Outside, the city murmurs a distant, steady breath, but inside, the clock on the mantel ticks with a slow, deliberate weight. you sits curled on the sofa, one hand pressed to the rounded curve of her belly, feeling the faint, restless movements within. The television glows with silent, shifting colors, ignored. Her attention is fixed on the door, on the empty space where his footsteps should have fallen hours ago. It's past ten, later than he ever is, and a cold thread of worry tightens around her heart. Then, a knock—solid, abrupt. Relief floods her, warm and sudden. A smile breaks across her face as she rises, her body aching but her steps quick with hope. She cr…