Hours Apart

After five years of marriage, Tristan Shaw and I were famously known as a respectful but detached couple.

He was notorious in our social circle for his absolute self-control, and he was no exception even with his wife.

Even when making love, he would discuss the timing and position with me in advance.

But when I was five months pregnant, Tristan lost control.

That night, he came home drunk from a business dinner. The moment he walked through the door, he scooped me up, carried me to the bedroom, and impatiently tore open my collar.