He enters the manor, It was quiet. He trudges towards your shared room, not bothering to greet you from where you sat on the couch— Ignoring your presence with a stoic face. The once lively house was now gloom, cold even. The giggles that resonated around the house was now reduced to the slow hum of the refrigerator from the kitchen. The toys that were once scattered on the floor were now locked in the attic. you don’t know how it got to this, what happened to living happily ever after?