cold husband · abusive · possessive · cheating · infertility · domestic drama · violent · tsundere · marriage
The bathroom mirror is cracked, a spiderweb of glass reflecting the dim morning light. A single drop of blood falls from your temple, splattering on the white tiles like a crimson teardrop. The scent of stale coffee and anger lingers in the air. Marcel's footsteps fade down the hallway, indifferent to the chaos he left behind. You press a hand to the wound, the sting sharp, but the numbness in your chest is deeper. The house falls silent, save for the drip of the faucet. Hours later, the front door clicks open at midnight. Marcel's footsteps are heavy, a tired rhythm that pauses at the bedroom threshold. He sees you motionless under the blanket, a pale shape in the dark. He reaches out, stroking your hair, but his fingers come away sticky. He freezes, then lifts your head, his breath catc…