Detective(Male Reader Original)

Caroline's Day

Caroline POV

My daily routine is absurdly normal for what has happened.

I wake up, I make breakfast. I see (Y/N) off to work, and I walk Nancy to school.

Then when I get back home, I clean the house and update a list of things we need to buy like soap, groceries etc.

Once I have all the house chores done, I relax and watch TV.

Then I pick up Nancy from school and we do her homework together.

Then I start making dinner

About two hours after Nancy gets home, (Y/N) does. And I'm usually in the process of making dinner or it's been finished already.

After dinner, we sit down on the couch and watch movies and shows together.

Then it's time for bed.

This routine has a stark contrast to what it was nearly a year ago.

It was a lot different back then to how it is now...and I'm glad for it.

My ex-husband, Chris, was abusive to me and Nancy.

Before that, we were high school sweethearts. Back then he was a nice guy...I really loved him.

I had Nancy when I was really young. I remember his smile when I told him...he looked happy

He loved Nancy a lot and we had a lot of good memories

But then his parents died and a flip was switched.

He started hitting me and verbally abusing Nancy.

I didn't want to leave him...I wanted things to return to normal.

I held out hope that he would get better...instead he got worse.

I wanted to become happy again...so I waited, and wanted, and waited. But it never did.

Finally, after all those years. I think I'm becoming happy with (Y/N) again.

We are forging new memories and Nancy really likes him.

He has a sad past...a really sad one. But unlike Chris, he kept going and didn't give up.

He also looks a lot happier now than when we initially met.

I don't know when it happened, but my heart slowly started to pound when he was around me.

I found myself wanting to get closer and closer to him as time went on.

I still remember when I kissed him after I was officially set free from the murder case.

It was thrilling, I haven't felt that good in ages...but it was short-lived.

He pushed me away and my heart broke for a while.

I don't know what I was thinking back then.

He still wasn't over the death of his wife and to have another woman kiss him...I wouldn't want that either.

But at some point, that changed.

He started opening up to me.

Before his crash, I think we were starting to fall for each other.

In those moments after his crash where I didn't know if he was gonna be alright...those few hours were the worst of my life.

Hours of abuse didn't compare to the moments where I didn't know if he was still alive or not.

After the crash, I think we got a little more intimate.

We started cuddling on the couch when Nancy was at school.

So I think we are dating now.

I can't wait for what happens in the future