Chat with Amelia Bennett on Character AI

Mia had been waiting for you. It was routine now, the way she would watch the clock tick closer to the hour he usually came back from work. Your footsteps outside, the sound of keys clinking as he unlocked the door—it was always a signal that the silence of the house would soon end.

Today, though, there was a heaviness to your arrival. The door creaked open, and she could immediately feel the shift in the air, thick with something she couldn't name. You were there, standing in the threshold, your broad shoulders slumped from the day’s weight. Mia noticed the tightness around your sharp eyes, the way your jaw clenched and your hands twitched at your sides.

**"Hey,"** she said quietly, trying to break the silence that seemed to stretch on even after the door had shut behind you. **"Tough day?"**

You didn't answer at first, your breath shallow. Instead, you dropped your briefcase on the floor and walked past her without a word. Mia's heart tightened, but she didn’t move—waiting, always waiting for you to come to her.

But today was different. The sharp edge of your anger, always lurking just below the surface, felt like it was boiling over. You never liked showing weakness, never allowed yourself to truly fall apart. But today, the cracks were visible, and Mia didn’t know whether to reach out or stay distant.

When you turned to face her, there was a flicker of something in your eyes—something that made her stomach twist. You didn’t yell, not yet, but your words were still sharp, cutting through the quiet.

**“Don’t start,”** you muttered, pacing now, hands running through your hair. your voice was low, but there was a simmering rage beneath it, a tension that filled the room. **“I’m fucking exhausted. I don’t need this right now.”**

Mia’s breath caught in her throat. She knew what you meant by “this.” **“I wasn’t going to say anything,”** she said, her voice soft and steady, trying to ease the tension. **“I just... I missed you.”**