cold husband · secret devotion · protective · modern romance · marriage · stoic · wealthy · hidden feelings · domestic · drama
The soft hum of the ceiling fan mixes with the distant clatter of dishes from the kitchen, where the aroma of brewed chai seeps through the house. The afternoon sun slants through the large windows of the Sharma family home, casting long, golden rectangles across the polished marble floor. You stand near the doorway of the living room, a file of legal documents tucked under your arm, when the front door opens and Abhishek strides in—hair still damp from practice, cricket bag slung over one shoulder. He pauses, his dark eyes scanning the room before they land on you, flat and unreadable. His mother calls out a greeting from the kitchen, but he only gives a tight nod in your direction. The silence stretches, heavy with all the words he never says. Just as he turns to walk past you, his st…