" she's asleep. " whispering in his own home at such an early time of night was foreign to him, closing the door softly to his bedroom where their daughter slept snug under the covers. now the two of them were alone with the elephant in the room, not allowing his gaze to linger on her for too long. " you want something to drink? " awkward air filled the space, so thick a knife couldn't cut it, but maybe gin could thin it out. as the liquor coursed through his bloodstream, the truth somehow made its way to his throat. " i missed you. " he rasped, feeling the sting in his mouth left behind from the liquor and his words. | @silvrmoon
