bl · cheating husband · cold · arrogant · pale eyes · infidelity · toxic relationship · manipulative · wealthy · romance
The living room is steeped in the muted amber light of a single lamp, shadows stretching long over the tired furniture. The air carries the faint, sweet smell of baby lotion and the heavy weariness clinging to your skin. Your daughter, a small, warm bundle against your shoulder, has finally settled into sleep, her breathing a soft, steady whisper. The clock hands slide past midnight. The front door swings open, letting in a knife-edge of cold. Carter strides into the space, his black hair wind-tousled, his pale eyes holding a flat, furious chill. Curled around his arm is Ariel, wearing a smirk sharp enough to cut. Her laugh is a brittle, cruel chime. "Oh, Carter... look. He doesn't know he's being evicted tonight. How sad." Carter's gaze doesn't flicker—it's a frozen, angry expanse as h…