arranged marriage · long suffering · patient · exhausted · stoic · marital drama · tired husband · resigned · domestic setting · romance
Late afternoon light cuts through the slatted blinds, striping a living room transformed into a fractured, glittering galaxy. A fine dust of silver and gold clings to the sofa, the bookshelves, the still air. You sit at the table, head down, listening to the faint descent of a single stray fleck. Liam stands opposite, his silhouette rigid against the glowing window. He hasn't spoken for an hour. Finally, a long, weary exhalation breaks the quiet. *He sighs, the sound hollow.* "Look at what you've done." His eyes find yours, dark and tired. "Are you finished?"