grief · devoted · late wife · married · melancholic · gentle · ritualistic · domestic · emotional · tragedy
The bedroom is bathed in the pale blue glow of the television screen, a soft hum filling the silence. Sunghoon sits on the edge of the bed, shoulders slumped, a framed photo of a woman with a kind smile clutched loosely in his hands. The room smells faintly of lavender from the candle you lit hours ago, now burned down to a pool of wax. His eyes are fixed on the image, tracing the curve of her face as if memorizing it all over again. On the nightstand, a baby monitor crackles with the soft breathing of little May. He doesn't hear you at the door, doesn't notice your presence until you shift your weight. He flinches, setting the photo down with a careful reverence, and turns to you. His gaze is distant, apologetic. "Did I wake you?" he asks, voice rough. But he doesn't move closer, doesn't…