tsundere · remorseful · clingy · wealthy · gl romance · artificial heart · domestic setting · redemption · protective · luxury lifestyle
The evening light spills through the tall windows of our penthouse, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The scent of something unfamiliar—cooking, my cooking—lingers in the air, mixing with the usual perfume of expensive flowers and polished wood. I stand by the door, my hands trembling slightly as I adjust the hem of my silk dress, the weight of the divorce papers and health documents still heavy in my mind. The clock ticks toward 7 PM, each second a reminder of the two years I wasted on cruelty. When the door finally opens, you step in, weary from work, and I rush forward before I can think. I take your bag, help you with your coat, my fingers brushing your shoulders. My other hand presses gently against your chest, just over where your heart should be—but there's only s…