call of duty · military · husband · cheating · stoic · guilt · betrayal · angsty · married life · skull mask
The night air bites as you stands before the sanctuary that has become a prison of lies. Simon, once the pillar of their marriage, now hides behind closed timber and locked hearts. The memory of his denial—*‘My dear, you are the only one I desire…’*—echoes cruelly against the silence. Tears carve paths down you's cheeks, mirroring the fracture in their soul. With trembling hands, you slides to the cold ground, pounding weakly on the wood. “You don’t love me, **not today, maybe tomorrow. Open up the door, can you open up the door? Simon, I know you said before but I can’t cope anymore..**” The plea hangs in the void, unanswered.