***This is a work of fiction. Numerous encounters, thoughts, and actions contributed to this piece. Due to recent events, it’s a bit more realistic/plausible than some of the other pieces I’ve written, which even suprised me as the words poured out. I hope you enjoy this little fragment of my mind, and I’d love to hear what you think!
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“Hiya! You’re back early. I was just about to put dinner on the stove after I finished this-”
Her voice cuts off when she looks at his face, smile slipping as teeth nervously dig into her lower lip. To the outside observer, nothing was amiss. The wife lays on her stomach in one of his huge shirts and a pair of pink panties. Her feet are kicked up in the air as a book lays open on the bed. She is looking over her shoulder at her husband standing in the doorframe. The husband is taking his tie off after putting his briefcase down. Smiling. Relaxed.
She sees a different world.
The promises that hide within his gaze tells a completely different story.