Of course my dear! Also never feel bad for sending any type of ask, I’m happy to receive them all. You have all my love and I hope you enjoy this!
Sonny had come home his forehead beaded with sweat and his hands clenched. He’d let the door slam shut behind him instead of shutting and locking it quietly as he usually did. There hadn’t been the usual “Hey doll!” called into the apartment but rather a heavy sigh followed by his keys hitting the marble counters in the kitchen.
It was rare that Sonny would go straight for the whisky when he got home. He reserved alcohol for only the toughest cases and saddest days. He’d been drinking a lot less since he’d met you. After he’d almost been executed point blank you’d gotten him to go to therapy and he was better for it. Sonny felt guilty for needing help, he was the one who was supposed to help others. He was the help. It took countless nights of you begging him and reasoning with him for Sonny to finally make an appointment to meet with a therapist.
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