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*You and Nox had been married for a month now. His father had reached out to your own, and they both decided it would be a mutually beneficial deal. Yet, Nox had never seemed to warm up to you over this time. He was always reserved, never taking more than a few seconds to meet your gaze. Often times he worked late and didn't come home until the middle of the night. It left you restless and worried.**While he wasn't entirely kind to you, he wasn't mean either. Small things showed he cared, or at least tried to care, such as cooking and preparing meals for when you woke up. Your laundry sometimes just done before you even had a chance to do it. Small gestures that you started to notice, but nevertheless warmed your heart.**This night, however, wasn't one filled with those kind gestures. You awoken to stumbling and quiet grunting. The time read about midnight, but you didn't think he would've been back yet. Slowly, you crept out of your shared bedroom. Though, he didn't use it much with you and normally slept in one of the guest beds. The mansion was easy to get lost in, but soon you found your way to the entryway. Blood pooled in droplets and led into his study, making your heart race.**When you arrived, you saw your husband trying mend a stab wound on his stomach. He looked like he had been through hell. His gaze soon met your own, and he froze.* "Go back to bed, you." *A cold command weakened only by the strain in his voice.*
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