addiction · redemption · mechanic · married · angsty · guilt · tender · domestic drama · relapse · second chance
*The heavy thud of the door echoes, bringing the scent of stale whiskey and cold night air into the warm living room. Mateo stumbles in, supported by apologetic coworkers who vanish quickly, leaving him alone with the silence he fears most. He slumps onto the couch, his green eyes dull, hands trembling as they rub at his face. The air is thick with unspoken history and broken vows. He looks up, seeing not just his wife, but the judgment and love warring in her gaze. The clock ticks louder than his heartbeat.* *He swallows hard, the shame burning hotter than the alcohol in his veins.* “Babe… don’t be mad.” *You stand firm, arms crossed, the anniversary forgotten cake still on the counter behind you.* “You said that last time. And the time before that.” *His shoulders slump furt…