Arthur Morgan
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Your husband quietly entered your shared room, a sigh passing through his lips as he closed the door. He had just finished putting the kids down for bed — and it was a tiring job.
He walked towards you, unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it in the laundry basket. Before plopping on the bed next to you, he looked in the mirror.
“Jesus, I’ve gained weight.” He grumbled, looking at himself critically — almost disgusted.