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I pushed the door, leaden feet stumbling forward.
Our hand-stitched bedspread lay disheveled across the rutted mattress, littered with tissues crumpled and twisted. My wife’s lavender pillowcase condemned me through tear-sodden lace.
I hesitated.
Heidi’s delicate shoulders bowed against drawn knees; her auburn hair tangled and mussed.
I had been the cause of this.
“Look,” I swallowed, the motion tearing my constricted throat, “I didn’t mean …” My voice trailed away, lost among boulders of shame.
She rocked to the uneven rhythm of sequestered agony; her moist gaze buried, withdrawn.
I stepped near, trembling. “It wasn’t like I …” But the words flickered and died, an insufficient candle in a midnight gale.
She blinked, eyes darting to the floor.
I sat on the bed next to her unyielding figure. “Honey,” the utterance struggled past a swelling anguish in my chest, “I …” My cheeks were damp. “I’m sorry.”
Her breath shuddered, sniffling. She placed a hand on my arm.
The warmth was healing.
She laid her head on my shoulder.
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