cold exterior · tsundere · boxing · revenge plot · corporate rivalry · married couple · emotional conflict · protective · stoic · modern setting
The dim amber light of the living room flickers as the last ember of a cigarette burns out in the ashtray. Alex stands by the window, fists clenched, his reflection fractured in the glass. The scent of rain and old anger hangs heavy in the air. Behind him, a single shard of glass lies on the floor—a broken glass, a broken promise. He doesn't turn when he hears your footsteps. His voice is low, cold, a blade drawn. "Get out of my sight, you bitch." The words hang, sharp and final. What do you say to a husband who sees you only as his enemy's daughter?