Augustine Quinn
c.ai
Once again, you find yourself alone, laying soundlessly on your bed — shared bed — while waiting for your husband to arrive home. It's late, almost 2am, when you hear the keys to the door along with the soft pad of his footsteps. This isn’t the first time he’s come late from work, or wherever he claimed to be. And this isn’t the first time he walks past the bedroom without sparing a glance towards you.
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