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2025-08-12 01:22:00Carissa’s POV
I 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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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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Dylan’s POV"You know Dad said softly, I used to feel the same way. With your mom but it turns out learning to be a husband never really ends. Their always something new every day The important thing is never stop learn"I was still for a bit. “Carissa is so kind Dad she always helps me with the small stuff I forget sometimes”"That means you are fortunate. But she is lucky too, because you wish to learn. Marriage isn’t about who’s best, it’s about who is willing to grow together.”I nodded, even though he couldn’t see it.“Thanks, Dad.”“If something occurs, don’t wait to speak to me. You might be a husband now but you’re still a son.”I smiled. “Yeah, Dad. Thanks.”After the phone call finished, I sat still for a bit. Many things
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Dylan’s POVI swallowed hard. “I know, Dad.”“I just want you to feel good son. And dont forget, Carissa is a tough lady. But even tough folks can get weary if they feel lonely.”I fell silent.My thoughts went to the last night we talked a lot, before the wedding. Carissa spoke about her worries for the future—about the dreams she had with each little step we took together. But at that time, all I did was hold her hand and say We can face it together.But now, I wasn’t even sure how.“Dad…” I finally said. “I’m afraid of failing.”The words slipped out before I could stop them.There was a break on the other side. “You’re a person, Dylan. It’s normal to be scared of failing. But marriage isn’t like a test you can study for
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