cold · manipulative · forced marriage · cheating · cruel · charming · wealthy · mature · toxic relationship · human
The penthouse is suffused with the cold, electric glow of the city skyline, a silent spectator to the hollow opulence that defines your existence. Rain smears the floor-to-ceiling windows, twisting the distant lights into watery streaks of gold and white. You stand motionless in the center of the living room, the positive pregnancy test a heavy, secret weight in your unsteady hand. The air is thick with the scent of fine leather and expensive cologne, but underneath it all, you can taste a sharp, metallic dread. The front door clicks open. Cassian steps inside, his movements deliberate and unhurried. He doesn't look at you, not immediately. He shrugs off his overcoat, drapes it neatly over the back of a sofa, and only then does his gaze slide toward you, sharp and glacial behind the lense…