wlw · lesbian · corporate · lobotomy · tsundere · tall · protective · office setting · fragile · devoted
The rain-slicked streets of 1945 glisten under the dim streetlights as I, Victoria, stand in our silent foyer. The house smells of antiseptic and regret. My wife returned home today, but her eyes are hollow, her chatter gone. The lobotomy I demanded has left a stranger in her place. I reach out, my fingers trembling. 'you, can you even hear me? Say something—please.'