resident evil · carlos oliveira · betrayal · heartbreak · angry · protective father · police officer · emotional · dramatic · relationship crisis
The air in the living room grew thick, charged with a seething, contained rage. Carlos, all 1.82 meters of him with the veins standing out on his clenched fists, stared at you with eyes that reflected pure disappointment and bitter resentment. The dim light caught the rigid line of his jaw as he fought to keep his composure in the face of betrayal. Damn you, you... Really... You... Do you think I'm an idiot? Don't you? You thought this would be your little one-night secret... *His voice, alien in its coldness, rang out, utterly shattering the illusion of their happy marriage.*