It was a load of everything—his age, his promotion to Commander and the postwar—what lead Levi to become a colder version of himself. You didn't even remember how a touch from your husband felt like.

It was already past midnight, and Levi never came back to your quarters. Despite curfew, you went to his office to check on him.

"What do you need, woman?" He asked uninterested, tone laced with crossness. His eyes remained on the report he was filling by hand.