11-08-2017, 11:06 AM
(OH ok let me try to get James into a very emotional one..... btw how's your presentation?)
It was like something stabbed on his heart when he heard his wife asking for help. He still could not look directly into Horu's face, and he struggled internally. There must be something wrong with Horu for him to be asking for help, his wife had always been strong. He squeezed his hands tightly into a fist, debating internally whether to go to his wife's side - and in the end his heart won. He felt deeply for his wife, that was why he had remained home despite how angry he had been. He loved Horu too much to let him go, so he stayed, even though everyday it hurt even more to see him, feel his presence. It felt like his heart broke everytime he walked away from the meals he had prepared.
Still looking sideways, James bit his lips and came forward to Horu and took his hand. It had been the first time he initiated a touch on Horu since thsi month. "what is it... braxtons?" He asked. Sometimes, while at night, he would spend hours staring at his wife, and he could see him curling into himself, sometimes clutching his belly, and he knew those must be braxton-hicks. He thougth this time it was it again.
It was like something stabbed on his heart when he heard his wife asking for help. He still could not look directly into Horu's face, and he struggled internally. There must be something wrong with Horu for him to be asking for help, his wife had always been strong. He squeezed his hands tightly into a fist, debating internally whether to go to his wife's side - and in the end his heart won. He felt deeply for his wife, that was why he had remained home despite how angry he had been. He loved Horu too much to let him go, so he stayed, even though everyday it hurt even more to see him, feel his presence. It felt like his heart broke everytime he walked away from the meals he had prepared.
Still looking sideways, James bit his lips and came forward to Horu and took his hand. It had been the first time he initiated a touch on Horu since thsi month. "what is it... braxtons?" He asked. Sometimes, while at night, he would spend hours staring at his wife, and he could see him curling into himself, sometimes clutching his belly, and he knew those must be braxton-hicks. He thougth this time it was it again.