cold husband · muscular · aloof · domestic drama · emotionally distant · handsome · decisive · casual cruelty · modern setting · romance
The kitchen light flickers as you stand at the sink, hands submerged in soapy water, scrub brush trembling against the plastic container. Outside, the trash bin lid clatters in the wind. You can still see the smear of sauce on the metal—proof of the lunch you arranged so carefully this morning. Arlo’s footsteps echo from the hallway, steady and unhurried. He pauses at the doorway, arms crossed, black eyes fixed on your back. The silence stretches, heavy with what you both know. He clears his throat. "Did you see something you weren't supposed to, you?"