The Stranger I Like (2.5)
[Chapter 2] Covalent – A strong connection even the universe can't separate it. It was half past one, the world outside cloaked in silence, the frost deep enough to sting the air at just 5 degrees. The night felt still, yet thick with anticipation, as if the sky itself had lowered, burdened by the weight of winter. My man returned home from his long, draining night shift, the doorbell slicing through the quiet, a sound that broke my waiting. I had been uneasy, watching the hands of the clock crawl, counting the moments until he’d be home. When I opened the door, there he stood—fatigue etched into every line of his face, his skin pale under the dim hallway light. His eyes, though half-lidded with sleep, held that familiar warmth, but tonight, even they seemed dulled, clouded by the weight of exhaustion. " Did you have dinner? " I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, careful not to disturb the stillness he carried with him. But my words slipped through th...