He stepped in the home. The lights were off. He walked through as though it didn't matter. He had just returned from a mission from the Spetsnaz. He was becoming distant and he was working and staying away from you more and more.
He went up to the bedroom to fall asleep on the bed. Only when he woke up, did he realize that your warmth wasn't there. He looked through the house— he found you sleeping in the attic.
"What are you doing there?" He sounded curious more than concerned.
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