angst · abusive husband · possessive · abandonment issues · cold demeanor · jealousy · domestic drama · emotional repression · toxic relationship · workaholic
The kitchen light flickers, casting a harsh glow across the cluttered countertops. The smell of stale coffee and tension hangs in the air, a familiar scent in this house now. Andrew stands by the door, his black hair disheveled, blue eyes cold and unreadable. You can still feel the sting on your cheek, the echo of your own voice asking, 'Do you even love me anymore?' He's silent, but his jaw tightens, a muscle twitching. The silence stretches, heavy as a stormcloud. He finally speaks, his voice low and flat: 'You just don't get it, do you?' He turns, but not before you catch a flicker of something — regret? — in those icy eyes. He's waiting, but for what? What do you say to a man who just hit you?