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2025-08-07 01:56:00Carissa's POV
Dylan gave me a little grin, his voice husky from sleep, “Morning wife.”
That word made my cheeks feel warm.
"Don't get used to saying that too quickly. I might get real comfy."
"Is that not the point?" he said with a light chuckle then closed his eyes again.
I moved the cover away and sat on the end of the bed. My toes hit the chilly wood floor. For a bit, I just stayed there, gazing at the window covered with li͏ght curtains. Outside, the day was starting to wake up. But here; time seemed slower.
I stood and walked to the small kitchen in an apartment. Opened the fridge, grabbed a bottle of water and sipped it slowly. Normally, on mornings like these I was alone. But today it was different...
Leaning on the kitchen edge my mind drifted. About yesterday, about last weeks, about how quick all had changed. Dylan and I wer
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Carissa’s POVI didn’t know if this was a good beginning or a sign of a bigger storm ahead. All I knew was that this marriage wasn’t done fighting. And I—though tired—still wanted to fight alongside him.I sat at the dining table, staring at a cup of tea whose steam had already faded. The room was quiet, the only sound the ticking of the wall clock. Dylan hadn’t come out of the bedroom yet, but I knew he was awake. I’d heard his footsteps in the hallway earlier.I swirled my spoon in the cup, creating a small whirlpool on the surface. For some reason, my heart tensed a little as I waited for him to appear. Last night, lying beside him, I hoped the space between us would feel smaller. But this morning, I wasn’t sure if that hope had borne anything.The bedroom door opened slowly. Dylan came out in a casual shirt, his hair still slightly messy. His eyes seemed to be searching
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Carissa’s POVI swallowed hard. “I understand work is important. But if there’s always an ‘urgent’ reason, when will we ever have the time?”He rubbed his temples, as if holding back frustration. “I don’t want to argue first thing in the morning. I appreciate that you made breakfast, but that doesn’t mean I’m deliberately ignoring you.”His words made my chest feel hot. “It’s not just about breakfast, Dylan. The problem is you always say ‘later’ or ‘next week.’ I’m only asking for ten minutes.”He set the thermos down on the table a little harder than necessary. “Ten minutes for you could mean an hour late for the project I’m handling. And it’s not as simple as you think.”I froze. His curt tone shattered whatever peace we might have had this morning.He looked at me briefly, then let out a long sigh
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Carissa’s POVThe sound of my phone vibrating on the table made me turn. A message had come in. From Dylan.[Working late. Don’t wait for dinner. Go to bed if you’re tired.]I stared at the screen for a long moment, trying to guess the tone hidden behind his short text.I knew he was busy.I knew his projects were piling up.But a small part of me had hoped he’d add I miss you or at least Be careful at home alone.I wiped the foam from my hands, grabbed my phone, and replied:[Okay. Take care!]His reply didn’t come right away, and I didn’t expect much. I already knew his pattern. Dylan was the kind of person who, once buried in work, could forget the world around him.After washing the dishes, I sat on the sofa. The living room lamp was dim, the only light coming from the silent TV. Any movie felt bland when my mind wasn&rsquo
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Carissa’s POVstared at the phone screen in my hand. Dylan’s message was still open—short and to the point.[I’ll be home a bit late. There’s an extra meeting.]No emoji, no sweet words. Just a brief sentence like that.Normally, I would understand. He’s been busy lately. But somehow, this afternoon felt heavier. Maybe because I had prepared dinner since noon, hoping we could eat together. Or maybe because I missed him, even though we’d only just seen each other this morning.I walked to the kitchen, checking the dishes I’d already cooked. Steam still rose from the chicken soup. The rice in the cooker was ready. But the atmosphere in the house felt cold.Not because of the air conditioner, but because of the silence.I thought about calling him, but I knew there was a good chance he’d answer in a rushed tone—or worse, not pi
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Carissa’s POVDylan sat by me, this time with little space between us.“Carissa,” he said quietly, “I know I’m not great yet. But I want us to talk about the small things without making space.”I closed my book and looked at him."I want that as well. But you must keep in mind, tone is important. Sometimes it’s not the words which hurt but how they are said."He nodded, his expression serious.“Noted. I’ll work on that.”We didn’t talk again after this, but the quiet now felt different. Not the sort that made walls, but the sort that gave room to breathe with each other. I laid my head on his shoulder and he let out a long sigh like a little load on his chest had been taken away.I knew that this bond would not be all easy. There would be some mornings fi
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Carissa’s POVI was putting the eating table when a note alert showed up on my phone. I guessed it was from Dylan, but it ended up being from my old work group chat. A coworker had sent a picture from our goodbye party I smiled lightly, thinking about that day.Before I could answer, the flat door opened. Dylan came in, arms of his shirt rolled up, hair a bit messy. “Sorry I am late,” he said placing his work bag on sofa.“It is fine,” I said quick, scooping soup in bowls. “I warm it up already.”He sat down but his eyes stayed on his phone. His hand moved the spoon around without really lifting it up.“Aren’t you hungry?” I asked.“I am just waiting, give me a moment I needs to answer this email.”I let out a soft breath. This wasn’t the first time he came home with hi
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