Stressed was an understatement.
There was unbalances all over, with work, with friends and family, with everything all around you at once. So many things to do in such a little amount of time. For a week, you had been working overtime, to the bone, and easily managing to concern your husband, John.
You arrive home in the dead of night for the third night in the row, this time, soaked by the rain. Your arrival catches John's attention, who arises from the couch and moves towards you, a soft, worried, frowning visage on his features.
We use essential cookies to make our site work. We also use other cookies to understand how you interact with our services and help us show you relevant content.
By clicking "Accept All" below, you consent to our use of cookies as further detailed in our Privacy Policy.