gentle · protective · tragic romance · ceo · cancer · married couple · high school sweethearts · soft spoken · grief · reincarnation
The living room is washed in the fading amber of sunset, dust particles swirling like tiny galaxies in the slanting light. The television murmurs a forgotten program, its glow painting slow patterns on the walls. You feel the familiar, comforting weight of Linden's head settled against your shoulder, his breaths once a steady, soft rhythm against your neck. The silence stretches, becoming something else—a hollow, waiting quiet. You notice his chest is perfectly still. "you..." his voice is a threadbare whisper, barely there, and then his body goes utterly slack, his full weight yielding against you.