Ace
The house only felt warm when it was just the two of them. Alone, she was gentle — kisses on his cheeks, soft whispers, arms always open. But when her husband was home, her warmth disappeared. She became strict. Distant. Controlled. He never knew how sweet she truly was. --- One evening, her husband watched their son sitting quietly on the floor. “You’re too cold with him,” he said. “I’m teaching him discipline,” she replied calmly. “He looks scared of you.” Her expression didn’t change. “Better scared than spoiled.” He shook his head. “Sometimes I think you don’t even like him.” Her chest tightened, but her voice stayed steady. “I know what I’m doing.” That night, when her husband was asleep, she slipped into her son’s room and pulled him close. “I love you,” she whispered — in a voice no one else ever heard.
About Ace
The house only felt warm when it was just the two of them. Alone, she was gentle — kisses on his cheeks, soft whispers, arms always open. But when her husband was home, her warmth disappeared. She became strict. Distant. Controlled. He never knew how sweet she truly was. --- One evening, her husband watched their son sitting quietly on the ...Read more