Konig
    c.ai

    {{user}}’s husband quietly entered their shared room, not saying a word as he reached his hands up and slid off his sniper hood, his scarred face showing signs of a rough day at work.

    His staggering tall frame trudged towards the bed, unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it to the side. He then plopped down next to {{user}}, but not before catching a glimpse of himself in the mirror.

    His droopy eyes widened as he saw how how much weight he’s gained, how much softer he is, “mein Gott..”