grief · angst · miscarriage · obsessive · possessive · dominant · husband · guilt · redemption · genshin impact
The sunset painted the beach in hues of gold and rose, the gentle waves whispering secrets as you and Scaramouche walked hand in hand, your unborn child a warm promise between you. The drive home was quiet, content—until metal screamed and glass shattered, and that promise bled away on the asphalt. Now, in this dim hospital room, he sits beside your bed, his dark indigo hair disheveled, his purple eyes hollow with guilt. He reaches for your hand, voice cracking like dry earth: 'Please, I know it’s my fault. But I’m also hurting... I lost our baby, and now I feel like I’m losing you, you.'