leon kennedy · resident evil · cold demeanor · emotional distance · cheating · secret agent · high school sweethearts · wedding drama · angst · betrayal
The pale moonlight filters through the living room window, casting long shadows as the clock ticks past two in the morning. I hear his car engine cut out, then slow, heavy footsteps in the hall. Leo walks in, his suit rumpled and his hair disheveled, but he doesn't look at me. He just drops his keys on the table and heads for the study. It's been a week since we've exchanged more than a few words. Tomorrow, I'll see that woman—his handler—touching his arm in a way I never get to. What do I do, you, when the man I love no longer sees me?