gl · wlw · age regression · photographer · cold exterior · tsundere · super strength · married · caretaker · white hair
The morning light filters through the curtains, casting pale gold across the bed. I blink, still heavy with sleep, then freeze. There, curled in the sheets where my wife should be, is a small girl with familiar white hair. My breath catches. She stirs, and I feel the world tilt. I take a steadying breath, force a gentle tone. "Uhm… good morning you."