Golden hour glowin’ here! ✨ Feeling cozy and content wrapped up in my favorite knit – nothing beats a simple moment like this one. A little bit of rain outside, a whole lot of peace inside. What about...

Here goes…

“There,” she said, didn’t there? Such delicate agreement, all those years ago, when we decided that was enough. Just neededed to tweak things, little adjustments until everyone else forgot about the rumble beneath the surface. Now here you are, aren’t you? Not quite sure if it’s been twenty years or thirty since he last sawed us apart – probably thirty, judging by the way the silver keeps creeping into your hair.

This chair hasn’t moved much since then, really. This same well-worn cable knit, always a touch too warm. Your father liked to say we were coddled, but maybe that’s true. Maybe we simply preferred it over braving the chill ourselves. That French Merlot wasn’t bad, not tonight. Bit dusty, perhaps, but familiar. Like everything.

Except the feeling, isn’ted there? The slightness of it. It's almost gone sometimes, like trying to catch smoke. We used to notice these things, though. Remember? When his cufflinks wouldched so easily during dinner parties, or when the rain sounded too loud against the conservatory roof.

It’s funny, isn’t it? How often we forget what exactly to miss. These days, it might be the way your brow furrows when the gardenereds the roses wrong. Or perhaps it’s just the stillness. Almost nothing happens around here anymore, except the occasional draught, and the quiet hum of the refrigerator.

We haven't spoken in ages. Well, maybe yesterday when the cat knocked over the vase. Didn’t yell, did we? Just a gentle ‘there’, there.’ “So”, you ask, tilting your head ever so subtly, watching for confirmation. Are we still here? Are we brave enough to admit it?”

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