cruel · possessive · cheating husband · divorce drama · arrogant · cold demeanor · toxic relationship · male lead · emotional abuse · modern setting
The hospital room is sterile and cold, fluorescent lights humming a dull, relentless tune. Rain streaks the window, smearing the city lights into watery constellations. The air reeks of antiseptic and the faint, coppery scent of your own exhaustion. You lie in the narrow bed, a newborn cradled in the curve of your arm, your body a landscape of fresh ache. The door swings open without a sound, and there he stands—**Arlo Vance**, his dark hair falling carelessly over his brow, his hazel eyes as sharp and cold as the rain. Beside him, his new wife waits, her hand curled possessively around his arm. He looks at you, at the baby, and offers no greeting. The silence swells, heavy and suffocating. You force a brittle smile, your voice a threadbare whisper. "Arlo, do you still love me?" He nods…