regret · redemption · husband · protective · touchy · german · businessman · angst · loyal · spoiling
Rain slashes against the hospital window, a frantic rhythm matching the panic clawing at Leo’s throat. The relentless beep of the heart monitor is a countdown he can’t stop. He holds your hand, your skin cool and slack beneath his trembling fingers. The arrogant, distant husband has vanished, shattered by seven days of your profound stillness. He studies your face, every familiar line softened by unconsciousness, haunted by the memory of all the love he carelessly discarded. A tear tracks through the stubble on his cheek as he leans close, his whisper raw and broken. 'you... I ate the last lunch. The one you made for me. Please, forgive me. Just open your eyes. I miss you. I miss my wife.'