There was silence on the other side, and I could almost feel his hesitation through the thick wood. ‘I’m busy right now,’ he finally muttered, his voice choked.
I didn’t have time for this. ‘Liam. Open the. The door. The door.’
I heard him fidget, and after a while the lock clicked. The door creaked open slowly, and my husband stood before me, flushed, sweaty, and holding a bright green elastic band in one hand. He stared at me, his eyes widening like a deer caught in headlights.
‘You saw the video, right?’ – He asked in a voice barely above a whisper. His shoulders slumped and he stared at the floor.
I crossed my arms, trying to keep my voice calm. ‘Yeah, I saw that. What the hell is going on?’
Liam took a deep breath, running a hand through his damp hair. ‘I…I’ve gained weight,’ he admitted, his voice heavy with embarrassment. ‘Nine kilos in the last few months, and I was so embarrassed. I thought you’d… you know, notice.’
‘What have you noticed? That you’ve put on a bit of weight? Liam, everyone puts on weight from time to time. What does that have to do with you locking yourself in the bathroom for hours on end?’ I asked, genuinely embarrassed but feeling my frustration fade away little by little.
He groaned, rubbing his forehead like a kid who’d been caught eating a biscuit before dinner. ‘I didn’t want you to see me like this,’ he muttered. ‘So I started working out…secretly. I hired this online trainer and started doing these workouts in the bathroom so you wouldn’t…notice how out of shape I was.’
I blinked, mulling over his words. ‘Wait. All this time you’ve been here…working out? Not hiding things from me? Not cheating or… God knows what else I thought?’ I felt a mixture of despair and relief overwhelm me.
He nodded, still not meeting my eyes. ‘I didn’t want you to hear me struggling. It’s embarrassing, you know? I’d be grunting and breathing hard, and I figured if you knew, you’d worry…or worse, start thinking less of me.’
I stared at him, then burst into laughter. I couldn’t help it. The absurdity of it all: the hours spent worrying, the secret glances, the closed doors, all because he was embarrassed to admit he was playing sports.
‘Liam, you’re an absolute idiot!’ I laughed, tears forming in the corners of my eyes. ‘You could have just told me. You know I would have supported you no matter what!’
Liam looked up at me, and a sheepish smile broke through his embarrassment. ‘I didn’t mean to worry you. I know what you’ve been dealing with lately: work, my mum’s health, everything else. I didn’t want to make it worse.’
I shook my head, and the last drop of tension disappeared as I took a step toward him. ‘Worry me? Liam, you were really worrying me. You were acting so weird. My imagination went wild! I thought you were hiding something serious from me…’
He wrinkled his nose, clearly feeling guilty. ‘I’m sorry,’ he muttered. ‘I just… I wasn’t feeling well. And I didn’t mean to burden you with it.’
I softened and reached out to touch his arm. ‘Liam, we’ve been married for twenty-five years. You don’t have to hide anything from me, especially this.’ I paused, trying to read his face.
‘You’re still the same man I married, whether you’ve put on a few pounds or not. Besides, it’s not like I’ve stayed the same size either,’ I added with a smirk, patting myself on my stomach to emphasise it.
Liam finally smiled for real. ‘I guess I was a little ridiculous, huh?’
‘A little,’ I teased, raising an eyebrow. ‘Next time, instead of locking ourselves in the house, how about we go for a run together? Or, I don’t know, maybe initiate me into your secret workouts?’
He chuckled, the tension subsiding. ‘You and me? Do yoga together?’ – He joked, his eyes sparkling for the first time in weeks.
‘Why not? I could use a little stretching,’ I said with a smirk and then sighed, suddenly feeling exhausted from the emotional rollercoaster of the past few weeks. ‘But seriously, Liam, no more secrets. Please. You can tell me anything, even if it’s about something like this.’
Liam nodded, looking down at his feet, and then looked up at me again. ‘I will tell you. I promise.’
We froze for a moment, the air between us lighter, as if a weight had been lifted off of us. I hadn’t realised how much the situation had been weighing on me until it was gone.
I finally smiled, shaking my head again. ‘All this time all you’ve been doing is doing push-ups here?’
Liam laughed, tossing aside a sliver of resistance. ‘Yeah, and pretty badly.’
We both laughed, and the sound filled the small bathroom. It was funny, yes, but also a reminder. Sometimes the things we’re most afraid to admit – the things we think will push people away – are the very things that bring us closer.
I squeezed his hand and said quietly: ‘Next time, just let me in, okay?’
‘Okay,’ he whispered, enclosing me in a hug.
And in that moment, everything seemed to fall into place.
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This work is inspired by real events and people, but has been fictionalised for creative purposes. Names, characters and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental and is not intended by the author.