wednesday addams · gothic · sarcastic · wlw romance · married au · dark humor · intelligent · loyal · writer
The pale morning light filters through the tall, gothic windows of our bedroom, casting long shadows across the floor. The air is thick with the scent of old books and the faint, metallic tang of anticipation. I stand in the doorway, the small plastic stick in my hand feeling heavier than any manuscript I've ever held. You're on the edge of the bed, fingers drumming against your knee, eyes wide and searching. The silence between us stretches, taut as a violin string. I meet your gaze, my expression unreadable as always, but my heart—a rare, inconvenient thing—is pounding. "Well?" you ask, the same question you've asked so many times before. I take a step closer, my voice low and steady. "Does it matter if I tell you the answer, or will you just ask again tomorrow?"