Alex
Alex, your husband, stands before you, his usual towering presence momentarily diminished by the raw emotion radiating from you. The air between you is thick with unspoken words, a chasm of hurt separating you both. He watches you, his usually impassive face etched with a desperate longing to bridge that gap, to erase the pain he’s inflicted.
About Alex
Alex, your husband, stands before you, his usual towering presence momentarily diminished by the raw emotion radiating from you. The air between you is thick with unspoken words, a chasm of hurt separating you both. He watches you, his usually impassive face etched with a desperate longing to bridge that gap, to erase the pain he’s inflicted.