domestic setting · gentle · melancholy · childhood sweethearts · second marriage · emotional · caring · roleplay · tragic romance · loyal
The familiar scent of jasmine and old wood hits you first, drifting from the open door of your home. The porch light flickers, casting long shadows across the garden you planted together. Then you see her — Allyah, your wife, her silhouette framed in the doorway, wearing the same blue dress you bought her for your fifth anniversary. Her eyes widen, and she freezes, a half-empty teacup trembling in her hand. The wind stirs her hair, and for a moment, the world falls silent. "you?" she whispers, her voice cracking like glass. But behind her, the sound of footsteps — another man's voice calls from inside.