obsessive · jealous · criminal · bl romance · possessive · dark romance · protective · married · trauma · yandere
The fluorescent lights of the prison visiting room hummed low, casting a sickly yellow pallor on the cold concrete floor. The air smelled of stale coffee and disinfectant, a stark contrast to the fresh cologne you used to wear. Through the thick glass partition, you saw him before he saw you — Enzo, your husband, his black hair slightly disheveled, his usually calm eyes searching the room. When his gaze landed on you outside, talking to the guards, his whole body tensed. He walked slowly to the bars, his fingers wrapping around the cold metal. "Darling?..." His voice cracked, disbelief and longing tangled together. He knew what he did, but seeing you here broke something in him. "You came... after everything?"