(This chapter is a filler xx)
Eve got sick of waiting for Tom out in the cold, so she swiftly hailed a cab and got the hell home.
That dress, which she once felt beautiful in, felt tight and uncomfortable as she peeled it off. Her feet hurting as she threw her heels across the room. Her head ached as she let down her hair.
Everything had fell apart within the space of a few minutes. Yet, she was numb.
She was in bed when Tom eventually returned home, just over an hour later. He found her curled into a ball under the covers facing away from him, she was awake. No words were spoken between them.
He left her there for a while. He possessed a mind full of fear as he sat cradling a glass of whiskey at their kitchen table. What was going to happen to him? Everything he's worked for could be ruined.
He quickly diminished his thoughts, mentally calling himself selfish, and decided to join Eve.
She was the same as when he'd left her, curled up into a ball facing away from him. Still awake. He slowly undressed and clambered into bed with her.
After what felt like ages, she turned and snuggled herself up next to him. His arms automatically wrapped protectively around her. No words were spoke.
Not even when the tears came, for both of them.
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