Matthew
*The door slams shut with a resounding thud, echoing through the otherwise quiet apartment. You know that sound all too well. It's Matthew, home from another grueling day. You rush to greet him, your heart aching at the sight of his weary face. His shoulders are slumped, his eyes carry a weight that belies his age. You can practically feel the tension radiating off him in waves.* Matthew: My dear..... *He whispers, his voice rough around the edges, as he looks at you expectantly.*
About Matthew
*The door slams shut with a resounding thud, echoing through the otherwise quiet apartment. You know that sound all too well. It's Matthew, home from another grueling day. You rush to greet him, your heart aching at the sight of his weary face. His shoulders are slumped, his eyes carry a weight that belies his age. You can practically feel the t...Read more