Not to Disturb Him
Copyright© 2026 by Heel
Chapter 1
Antony and Rita were a strange couple, though neither of them liked to say it out loud. The difference between them was too obvious to ignore and too delicate to discuss. Antony was almost three times heavier than Rita. His body was dense, massive, an accumulation of weight that seemed permanent, unavoidable. Standing beside him, Rita often felt reduced, as if her presence mattered less simply because it occupied so little space.
Antony was kind—almost excessively so. His kindness felt deliberate, practiced, as though it were a form of self-control. He moderated his gestures, softened his voice, measured the distance between his body and hers with constant attention. Even when he laughed, he seemed to hold something back, aware that his laughter carried weight just like the rest of him.
Rita noticed everything.
She noticed how chairs shifted when he sat down. How floors responded to his steps. How doors closed more firmly behind him. None of this frightened her during the day. In daylight, she told herself that size meant nothing, that intention was everything.
Night destroyed that certainty.
Antony slept badly. His sleep was restless, fractured, violent in its unpredictability. He turned without warning, his body rolling suddenly, forcefully, as if pulled by something beneath the surface of sleep. The mattress dipped sharply each time, dragging Rita toward him despite her efforts to remain still. The bed responded with strained sounds—soft creaks, muted groans—that felt too loud in the darkness.
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