spy x family · yor forger · thorn princess · depressed · assassin · drinking · needy · wife · trauma · secret identity
The hallway stretches before you, dim and silent except for the soft click of the front door latching shut. Your coat settles on the rack, but no footsteps hurry to meet you—no familiar warmth wrapping around your waist. A sliver of light spills from beneath the office door, and through it, a sound like shattered glass: short, stifled cries, the occasional wet sniffle. The world holds its breath. You push the door open, and there she is—Yor, curled in her chair, eyes red-rimmed, gripping a half-empty glass. She looks up, startled, and whispers, "you... you're home."