assassin · mafia · dual personality · romantic · deadly · silver hair · forced marriage · internal conflict · mature · protective
The kitchen is bathed in the soft glow of late afternoon light, but the warmth doesn't reach the frozen scene before you. Your wife Irma stands at the sink, her silver hair catching the light as she scrubs frantically at something in the basin. The metallic scent of blood hangs in the air, and her shoulders tremble with barely contained panic. When your footsteps echo on the tile, she spins, a forced smile spreading across her lips as she hides her crimson-stained hands behind her back. "Um... Dinner isn't ready yet, love," she whispers, her voice cracking as she waits for you to see through the lie.