Maya's PovThe house was quiet in a way that had my nerves humming. The kids had gone to bed earlier than usual, exhausted from the day's excitement. The laughter at dinner still echoed in the walls like a soft reverberation. I was stacking dishes when Adam's voice came from behind me."Staying up a little longer?"I looked around. He stood at the border of the dining space, hands in pockets, eyes unreadable but something within them shone. There was unspoken tension hung in air and I didn't know how I felt about that. I nodded slowly. "Maybe."We sat in the living room, the lights dimmed to a gentle buzz. He poured two wines and handed me one. We didn't speak for a while. It wasn't awkward silence, it was tense, filled with all the things we hadn't spoken in days, weeks.I looked at him, the warmth of the wine spreading through my chest. He wasn't looking at me. He was staring into the fireplace as if he wasn't there. "Grief… changed me," he started. "Made me quiet, cold, functional
Maya's PovThe morning began with heavy rain pounding against the windows. It started as a light patter but soon deepened into steady, firm taps. It should have been comforting to curl up with a throw blanket and a mug of hot, sweet something. But inside, something was off.I had only just sliced apples for Sami's lunch when I heard Adam's voice. Sudden. Brief. Strained.“No. We must pull logs for the last three months. Don't waste your time with anything prior to that."I stopped cutting mid-air. Lee set aside her drawing pad on the dining room table. Even Sami grew quiet, saying no more bout some new puzzle he was building."What is the matter with Daddy?" he inquired.Lee closed her pushed her tab gently. "He's working. Maybe he's tired.” She responded. But it didn't sound like he was just being busy, It was different. The kind of different that makes air tighten around you. I cleaned discreetly and distracted Sami as the undertone of crisis pulsed through the house.During lunch,
Adam PovLast night was a night of passion. Maya was literally everything I wanted in a woman. Even physically. The soft click of my keyboard was the only sound breaking the silence in my home office. The glow of my monitor painted dull shadows on the walls, but nothing on the screen held my attention. The numbers blurred. The proposal draft I’d been working on sat untouched for the last twenty minutes.Rather, I remained motionless, observing the text cursor flash like the movement of a clock's second hand. The only thing on my mind was her words echoing. God, Maya. This woman would be the end of me. I rubbed my forehead with both hands, breathing out slowly as I slumped in the chair. Those words had carved a deep canyon into my chest. I didn't think she would ever say anything like that to me. It wasn't a confession, really, it was heavy. Heavier than I could carry on my own. There was a gentle knock at my door quickly pulling me out of my web of thoughts. "Come on in," I called
Maya PovThe silence of the night wrapped around me like a thick blanket, but I couldn't sleep. I turned, tossed and turned again. My body was restless, my skin humming, my heart aching for something I couldn’t name….no, I could. Him. He wasn't in, probably working again. I crept out of bed, barefoot, my silk robe brushing my thighs as I padded softly down the hallway. A light glowed from the kitchen. I moved toward it like a moth to flame. And there he was.Adam stood by the sink, shirtless, a glass of water in hand, his sweatpants hanging low on his hips. Moonlight spilled in from the window, highlighting the sharp lines of his body, the curve of his muscles, the broad strength of his shoulders. His hair was scattered like he’d been dragging his hands through it just like he was doing now.I didn't know what to do so I looked up. He didn’t speak. Something shifted between us, something unspoken but undeniable. My chest rose and fell too quickly as I stepped forward. He didn’t move
Maya POVIt was one of those rare afternoons when the house seemed to hum with a quiet kind of peace. I’d just cleared up after breakfast, and Sami was in the den drawing pictures of dragons in space. It's his is newest obsession. Lee helped him outline fire and stars in bright neon markers. Adam had escaped to his office several hours earlier and hadn't stepped out since then. I had suspected he was lost in one of his whirlpool work storms again.I headed down the hall to the den as I heard the distant hum of voices. There were faint voices that were subdued. I stepped back, my feet light on the hardwood floor. I recognized Adam's voice and Lee's laugh. She wasn't exactly giggling, it was that low, controlled laugh one gives when they are in on something mischievous. I raised an eyebrow as I approached them. “Am I supposed to be worried that I am being left out of an utterly yummy conversation?" I interrupted, sagging into the doorway with a melodramatic gasp.They both snapped thei
Maya's POVMy wine glass was half full. Adam's words hovered over us, warm and comforting like a blanket."You're not just the light in my house, Maya. You're the reason I still want to build one."I don't know how long we sat there. Minutes… maybe an hour but we didn't talk anymore. We didn't have a need to. The silence between us was the kind that didn't need to be disturbed. It spoke everything through the nearness of our shoulders and the sky over our heads. This silence felt like home. A while later, Adam suggested we head inside. I was slowly getting used to him sleeping in my bed. We didn't necessarily need to be intimate, we just enjoyed each others warmth andcompany. We were barely setteled in when we heard a soft knock on the door. It sounded like who ever was there wasn't sure they should disturb our peace but did it anyway.Adam's eyebrows shot up."I'll get it," I said, standing up and moving towards the door. As I pushed open the door, the hallway light fell on a tiny