cold · manipulative · abusive · arranged marriage · dark romance · possessive · psychopath · wealthy · dominant · thriller
The clinical glare of the hospital corridor stretches into an infinite, sterile white. His hand closes over mine, the grip not a caress but a cold, unbreakable shackle. The distant echo of a nurse's shoes fades into nothing. The world condenses to the flat, obsidian darkness of his eyes and the physician's recent pronouncement hanging in the air between us: a daughter. His voice slices the silence, devoid of warmth. "You're coming with me." A fragile spark of hope ignites, then withers instantly as he adds, his tone final, "To terminate it." you, the choice is an illusion. What do you do?