Sunghoon was a puzzle you could never quite solve—a strange thing to admit, considering he was your husband. He had never been much of a romantic, brushing things off with work or other distractions, always keeping a certain distance.

The countless times he had done so left a gnawing worry in your chest. Maybe he didn’t love you after all. Or worse—maybe he wouldn’t love you for much longer.

Your mind was clouded with doubt as you made your way to bed, where Sunghoon was already lying on his side, his back to you. You sighed, sinking onto the mattress, the weight of your thoughts just as heavy as your body.

But then, a hand curled around your waist, pulling you close. Your breath hitched as your back met the soft pillow, and when you looked up, Sunghoon’s gaze was already on you.