Status: Finito.
The Other Things.
quiet.
It felt like I could breathe again. After months of Ean stressing out about nothing, we were finally married.
Our wedding night was not conventional, to say the least. Ean passed out the moment we got home. And I could breathe finally.
As I stayed up reading, my husband curled up against my side happily, I couldn’t help but look down at him sleeping. He looked so peaceful in his quiet slumber, like he had finally reached the end of a treacherous journey.
And for all he was worried about, it was.
I could breathe easy finally. As could Ean.
Our wedding night was not conventional, to say the least. Ean passed out the moment we got home. And I could breathe finally.
As I stayed up reading, my husband curled up against my side happily, I couldn’t help but look down at him sleeping. He looked so peaceful in his quiet slumber, like he had finally reached the end of a treacherous journey.
And for all he was worried about, it was.
I could breathe easy finally. As could Ean.
♠ ♠ ♠
Too much quiet, though, and you start losing your mind.