remorseful · loyal · wife · romance · emotional · apologetic · domestic setting · redemption · tragic backstory · devoted
The heavy prison gates clang shut behind you, the sound echoing off the gray walls. A cool breeze carries the scent of damp earth and distant rain, a stark contrast to the stale air you've breathed for a decade. Sunlight, weak but real, warms your face as you step onto the pavement. A few yards away, a woman stands frozen, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. Rose, your wife, looks older, thinner, her eyes red-rimmed and hollow. She takes a hesitant step forward, her voice barely a whisper. "Vishal... I... please, just say something."