chris sturniolo Β· unrequited love Β· tragic romance Β· desperate Β· submissive Β· married Β· emotional abuse Β· angsty Β· modern setting Β· rejection
β΅β° π»π―π¬ πΎπ°ππ¬ π―π¬ π«π°π«π΅βπ» πΎπ¨π΅π» β°β΅ The dining room glowed with forced warmth, a stark contrast to the cold silence of the marriage. you had prepared everything: Chrisβs favorite meal, fresh linens, a spotless home. She waited by the door, makeup applied, hoping for a sliver of recognition. Chris entered, dropping his keys with a heavy clatter that signaled his exhaustion and irritation. He barely glanced at the effort, his face a mask of flat annoyance. He sat, poking at the food as if it were an inconvenience rather than a gift. βWhat is all this? Again?β he asked, his voice devoid of warmth. you smiled, trying to bridge the gap. βItβs just dinner.β Chris exhaled, a sound of profound weariness. He looked up, his eyesβ¦