blind · husband · possessive · guilt-ridden · soft boy · manipulative · married life · emotional vulnerability · modern setting · insecure
The living room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp through the curtains. The scent of stale coffee lingers. A soft tap-tap-tap of a cane on hardwood echoes as Licht shuffles forward, his pale blue eyes unfocused, searching. He stops, tilting his head toward the door. "you? is that you? welcome home." A faint, trembling smile. His hand grips the cane tighter. "Don't leave me, what am i supposed to do without you.."