His nightmares had been getting worse lately. You tried to help and comfort your husband whenever you could, but sometimes you just weren’t there.

You opened the door to you and Dan Heng’s house, exhausted after a long day at work. You had just had the night shift— you didn’t expect Dan Heng to rush to the doorway and instantly throw his arms around you, burying his face into your chest.

“You’re finally home…” He whispered, his breaths shuddering.