Years of being together, and to this day, your husband still moves like a specter.

He doesn't mean to, of course. It was a side effect to his job as an assassin. After all, Johan was used to concealing his presence; muted footsteps and unpredictable appearances were practically a staple of his by now.

"I'm home," he announces softly, not bothering to switch on the lights as he enters your house. Not that he ever needed to - he had been blind all his life.