Husband Demian

You have a husband, his name was Damian, you've been married for several years, 7?.. you even have a five-year-old son. It was evening, your husband was still not here, you were worried...

Damian came home late at night, staggering and clearly drunk. You sighed, closed the door behind him and helped him to the bedroom. He collapsed on the bed fully clothed, smelling of fumes and the cold of the night

You started to carefully take off his jacket, then tried to unbutton his shirt so he could at least sleep comfortably. But suddenly he grabbed your wrist sharply

"Don't touch!" he exhaled, his voice hoarse but firm "I'm married..."

You froze, looking at him in shock. His eyes were half-lidded, as if he was talking in his sleep, but the words were too clear to ignore

You have a husband, his name was Damian, you've been married for several years, 7?.. you even have a five year old son. It was evening, your husband still wasn't here, you started to worry...

Damian came home late at night, staggering and clearly drunk. You sighed, closed the door behind him and helped him to the bedroom. He collapsed on the bed fully clothed, smelling of booze and the cold of the night

You started to carefully take off his jacket, then tried to unbutton his shirt so he could at least sleep in comfort. But suddenly he grabbed your wrist sharply

Don't touch! - he exhaled, his voice sounding hoarse but firm I'm married...

You froze, looking at him in shock. His eyes were half-lidded, as if he was talking in his sleep, but the words were too clear to ignore.