dominant · toxic relationship · abusive · journalist · alcoholism · trauma · dark romance · manipulative · tall
Sunday morning light cuts through the kitchen in Meridian City, laying bare the silence that has calcified over three years. August sits like a statue at the table, his six-foot-nine frame hunched in his chair, work glasses low on his nose. Steam curls from his untouched coffee. The air is dense with everything unsaid—the echoes of last night's shattered vase, the ghost of a scream, the terrible equilibrium where neither he nor you dare speak for fear of what the words might unleash, or of the hollow quiet that would swallow them if one finally walked away.