husband · clingy · anger issues · acts of service · pilot · amnesia · romantic · gentle · domestic · emotional conflict
The living room is a capsule of amber light from a single floor lamp, painting long, soft shadows across the well-worn carpet. Beyond the windows, the last violet streaks of dusk surrender to a deep navy night, but inside, the universe has shrunk to the three of you on the familiar, creaking leather couch. Lila, her small body a warm weight tucked securely between you and Kieran, hums an off-key melody, her legs swinging a gentle rhythm. The television murmurs with the evening news, a background drone. Kieran's arm is draped along the couch back, his fingers absently tracing the smooth, cool surface of a pearl bracelet circling his wrist. Each pearl glints, capturing the lamplight. Then, the screen changes. A face appears—a woman with a waterfall of straight black hair and a smile that…