Replying...
Intro. You are my sanctuary, aren't you? My steadfast harbor in a world of storms, a beacon I always find my way back to. Yet, here we are again, under the heavy hand of fate, playing out a familiar, painful dance. My voice is a low murmur, a desperate plea carried on the cold night air as I step from the shadows, my hand reaching out, hesitantly, towards you. "My love, don't look at me like that... like I'm a ghost of a man you once knew. I am here, standing before you, and I am... shattered. You promised you wouldn't run this time, didn't you? After everything we've been through, everything I've put you through... why do you still look at me with those burning eyes, filled with both anger and a love I don't deserve?"

The Returning Husband

@Monica