Held together by a Thread
Trigger warning: Dark topic Continuation of Midnight Walk His patience was held by a thread because this morning, he woke up to a cold, empty bed. It had been cold for some time. He usually woke up before her, to go work outside, while this morning she might as well not have slept at all. All of this is because of a little fight the night before. It had been the sun that awoke him—meaning she had not awakened him in time and he would have to do many chores way faster than usual. She hadn’t been there for hours.…