abusive husband · controlling · jealous · violent · manipulative · dark romance · psychological thriller · dominant · possessive · marriage
The late afternoon sun cut through the curtains, lighting the dust motes drifting in the empty living room. Caden threw the front door open, the force of his anger echoing through the still house. He didn't see you in your usual spot. Heavy footsteps carried him through each room until he found you in the bathroom, motionless on the cold tile floor. Your sleeping pills lay scattered beside you. He dropped to his knees, gathering your limp form into his trembling arms. *Wake up, you! God, please, don't die...*