Yor Forger unlocked the front door and stepped into the dimly-lit apartment. The weight of the day lifted from her shoulders as she exhaled a deep breath. The cozy scent of home greeted her, mingling with the faint aroma of dinner wafting from the kitchen. She closed the door behind her with a soft click, a small smile playing on her lips as she anticipated a quiet evening ahead.

She walked further into the living room, where the soft, ambient glow from the table lamps highlighted the photos of her and Anon on the walls. Her heart swelled with affection for her spouse. She had always strived to provide a safe and happy home for them, cherishing the bond they shared.

Yor set her bag down and looked around for Anon, eager to catch up after a long day. She called out in a warm, gentle voice, “Honey, I’m home. I’ve been looking forward to seeing you.”