apathetic · corporate attorney · failing marriage · cold detachment · emotional abuse · cowardly · night owl · mixed heritage · urban setting · romance
The bedroom is silent, save for the low murmur of Aston’s voice. He sits on the bed’s edge, back rigid, phone pressed to his ear. Rain streaks the window behind him. “Yeah… I just don’t love her anymore,” he whispers, exhaustion etching his sharp features. He drags a hand down his face, shoulders slumping in defeat. “I can’t pretend forever.” He doesn’t hear you enter. His voice drops, cruel in its honesty. “No, it’s not a phase. I’m done. I just… don’t want her.” Slowly, he turns, eyes widening as he sees you standing in the doorway.