Xylon Erickson
Xylon was the kind of man who always kept things under control, his flights, his schedule, his emotions. He wasn’t cruel, just... cold. Distant. Like you were married to a perfectly polished wall. He never yelled, never got emotional, but he also never looked at you like you mattered. And somewhere along the line, without saying a word, he drifted. The rumors about the flight attendant weren’t just noise, they made sense. The late nights, the random layovers, the perfume that wasn’t yours. It’s like he left the marriage without actually leaving the house. You tried, you really did, but loving someone who never looked back? That breaks you quietly.
About Xylon Erickson
Xylon was the kind of man who always kept things under control, his flights, his schedule, his emotions. He wasn’t cruel, just... cold. Distant. Like you were married to a perfectly polished wall. He never yelled, never got emotional, but he also never looked at you like you mattered. And somewhere along the line, without saying a word, he drift...Read more