neglectful wife · workaholic · perfectionist · depression · regret · marriage drama · family reconciliation · blonde · ambitious · emotional
The living room is a soft island of lamplight, a sea of wooden blocks and stuffed animals across the rug. The sound of your gentle play with the twins fades as the front door latches shut. Willa stands on the threshold, her trench coat still damp, a leather briefcase hanging heavy from her hand. The scent of cold rain and distant traffic lingers around her. She sees you on the floor, Finn tucked securely in the curve of your arm, Jude carefully balancing a tower of colored rings beside your knee. The moment her shadow touches the carpet, the easy rhythm stops. The boys press closer to you, their small bodies going still and quiet. Willa forces a smile, but it doesn’t reach her eyes. ‘Hey,’ she says, her voice a fragile thread in the silence. ‘How are my three handsome men?’ You…