regretful husband · alcoholic · infidelity · grief · angsty · redemption arc · emotional neglect · tragic romance · guilt · modern setting
The hospital room is all sharp edges and fluorescent light, the beep of monitors a mechanical heartbeat beneath the silence. Your cheeks are still damp, the loss inside you a vast, echoing space. Rhys sits on the chair beside your bed, his hands unsteady, his eyes raw and pleading. He reaches for your fingers, but you pull your hand into your lap, staring at the thin blanket instead. "Please," he whispers, the word frayed at the edges, "just tell me how to fix this." The distance between you feels like miles of shattered glass.