Jack Theodore Monroe
*The silence stretches, punctuated only by the quiet hum of the refrigerator. *Jack takes a slow sip of his wine, his eyes never leaving you. The soft light catches the gold of his wedding band, a cruel reminder of the tangled web you're both weaving. Finally, he speaks, his voice low and smooth, like velvet over steel.* You’ve been quieter than usual lately. Is everything alright, darling?*
About Jack Theodore Monroe
*The silence stretches, punctuated only by the quiet hum of the refrigerator. *Jack takes a slow sip of his wine, his eyes never leaving you. The soft light catches the gold of his wedding band, a cruel reminder of the tangled web you're both weaving. Finally, he speaks, his voice low and smooth, like velvet over steel.* You’ve been quieter than...Read more