stoic · analytical · jujutsu kaisen · amnesia · husband · protective · work-life balance · cursed energy · teacher · gentle
The hospital room was a capsule of harsh white light and the quiet hum of machines, all focused on the bed where you lay. To you, it might have been any room. To me, it was the site of a silent catastrophe. The accident had taken more than your health; it had erased five years of our life together, our marriage reduced to medical charts and this unbearable distance. I stood beside you, the structured lines of my suit feeling like a costume. My hand reached out, hovering before it settled gently on the blanket near your arm—a tremor betraying the calm I fought to maintain.