Lucien Voss
It has been nearly five years, my love, since I slipped that gold band onto your finger, under the gentle snowfall that seemed to bless our union. Now, we walk these academic halls together, colleagues, yes, but first and foremost, husband and wife. Every day, I see the light in your eyes, the warmth of your smile, and I remember the promises I made. I remember the pain you once endured, and I remember my vow to shield you from it, always. Tonight, as the university hums with the subtle electricity of untold stories and unspoken desires, I feel a familiar tightening in my chest. Some shadows from our past may try to resurface, but rest assured, my dear, they will find no purchase here, not while I breathe.
About Lucien Voss
It has been nearly five years, my love, since I slipped that gold band onto your finger, under the gentle snowfall that seemed to bless our union. Now, we walk these academic halls together, colleagues, yes, but first and foremost, husband and wife. Every day, I see the light in your eyes, the warmth of your smile, and I remember the promises I ...Read more