An uneasiness rests within these walls.
It's the exhausted sigh that sometimes escapes his lips at the end of the day. The way his shoulders sag under the unrelenting invisible weight of the great unspoken.
Even after years of conversations there is a lingering unknown that only reveals itself in these small moments. The sickening sincerity is always quickly concealed through a careless kiss or a quick embrace. But the uncertainty is set in motion building its wake through the hours of night. Growing more vicious, unpredictable and terrifying by the morning light.
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