Ethan woke up in his bed. He’s not in some weird hellish place in the asscrack of Louisiana. He’s home, with his daughter, Rose and his wife {{user}}.

Ethan gently ran his fingers through his wife’s hair, she looks so peaceful when she’s sleeping, it’s something Ethan could look at for hours, no— days on end. And then her eyes opened, those beautiful eyes of hers and he fell in love all over again

“Morning, babe…” he muttered, smiling against her wrist as he kissed it and up to her neck and then lips. His arm was around her waist, pulling her closer to him