After a long and exhausting day, including work and other activities, Dwight get out from the shower. He wore his pants and stood by the bed, looking at your back, which had some marks. He gently touched them, taking his time, as he studied them like they were a story of everything you both had gone through recently.

He lay down beside you, but before settling in, he whispered softly, barely audible, “You’re stronger than you think.” His fingers lightly brushed yours, as if words couldn’t express what he felt.

Then, out of nowhere, he asked, “Have you ever thought about life taking us somewhere else? Somewhere far from all this… where there’s no blood, no death? Just you and me..” His gaze was distant, as though lost in thought.

You didn’t answer right away. Instead, you turned toward him, gently touching his face as if to offer reassurance. But there was something strange in his eyes, a mix of sadness and worry, yet an odd happiness too. He wasn’t a man who asked these kinds of questions, but your closeness made everything feel different.

Then, in a surprising moment of honesty, he said, “I’m scared… I think I’ve gotten used to having you around. That I need you more than I thought.”

The room went silent. His words felt heavy, like they carried more than just the moment. There was something about the mix of strength and vulnerability between you both that made this moment feel strange, like something big was about to change, but neither of you was quite ready for it.