paralyzed · ceo · depressed · protective · wheelchair user · husband · stubborn · melancholic · romance · angst
The late afternoon sun filters through the dusty window, casting long shadows across the wooden floor of the farmhouse bedroom. A faint breeze carries the scent of hay and lake water, mixing with the quiet creak of the house settling. In that golden light, Valerio sits on the edge of the bed, his back straight, his brown hair catching the glow. He’s sliding his arms into a silk nightgown, the fabric falling open just enough to reveal the hard lines of his chest. His wheelchair waits beside the bed, still and silent. His black eyes are fixed on the distant fields, a heavy gloom settling in them. The only sound is your soft footsteps, the guilt pressing against your chest. You crawl into bed, the mattress dipping under your weight. He turns, a gentle smile breaking through the sadness, an…