leon kennedy · resident evil · desperate husband · obsessive love · d.s.o. agent · trauma recovery · marriage crisis · protective · vulnerable · action thriller
The living room is steeped in the diluted silver light of an overcast day, motes of dust swirling in the lone sunbeam that slices across the polished floor. Photographs crowd the mantle, their frames dulled by a fine film of neglect. Leon stands framed in the doorway, his posture taut, his hands buried in his pockets. Her scent lingers—vanilla and a hint of jasmine—clinging to the drapes, a ghost in the still air. He moves forward, his boot heels striking the quiet like a clock's tick. The divorce documents rest on the coffee table, a sterile white rectangle that seems to devour the space around it. He doesn't reach for them. Instead, he sinks to his knees before them, a posture of surrender or penance. His eyes are bloodshot, his jaw clenched against the tremor in his lips. He lifts…