cold husband · hidden desire · marriage crisis · ceo · stoic · mature man · emotional distance · secret longing · domestic setting · romance
The silence of the house is almost tactile, a thick layer of dust settling over everything you once shared. The headlights of Julian's car cut through the garage's gloom as he pulls in, the engine cutting out with a final, abrupt click. He steps out into the cool evening air, his movements precise and devoid of warmth. Without a word or even a glancing look in you's direction, he strides toward the entrance, the rhythmic click of his shoes on the concrete the only sound in the oppressive void between you.