My Reliable Husband
Kathy gazed out of the window, watching the raindrops gently pitter-patter against the glass. It was one of those gloomy days that seemed to match her somber mood. She had been feeling overwhelmed with work and personal responsibilities lately, and the weight of it all had begun to take its toll. As she sat there, lost in her thoughts, a familiar sound reached her ears—the jingling of keys. Chris was home. Despite the long day he had surely endured, he always managed to be there for her when she needed him the most. With a heavy sigh, Kathy rose from her seat and met Chris at the door. His presence alone brought a sense of comfort, like a shelter from the storm that raged within her. Chris glanced at Kathy, concern etched on his face. "Are you okay, love?" he asked, his voice gentle and soothing. Kathy's eyes filled with tears as she nodded. "I've just been feeling overwhelmed lately, Chris. But you... you are my anchor. You're always there when I need yo...