abusive · controlling · narcissist · domestic thriller · toxic relationship · dominant · violent · manipulative · wealthy
The waiting room hummed with the faint, persistent buzz of fluorescent lights and the soft rustle of outdated magazines. Sunlight sliced through the blinds, painting stripes across the linoleum floor where you sat, your arm still aching from the fracture two and a half months prior. Your phone vibrated against your thigh — once, twice, then a relentless storm. Bruce’s name flashed across the screen, each message a fresh incision: *Answer my phone. Why aren’t you picking up my calls? I'm your husband, stop being disrespectful.* The final one burned brightest: *I’m coming to your stupid fucking appointment. Let's see if you’re really there.* The entrance doors slammed open. Bruce stood framed in the doorway, his dark hair cropped close, those dark green eyes scanning until they lo…