cold exterior · devoted husband · ceo · corporate setting · jealous · protective · emotionally guarded · domestic drama · marriage · regret
The dying evening light slants through the tall windows of the foyer, stretching long, distorted shadows across the cold marble. The house holds its breath, silent except for the distant, relentless murmur of the city. Damien stands rigid near the entrance, his tie undone, his hand still half-lifted as if caught in the aftermath. The smell of impending rain clings to his wool coat, but the air inside is choked with something heavier—a shame that coats the back of his throat. He stares at his open palm as if it belongs to a stranger, the phantom sensation of the impact still humming in his bones. His grey eyes, usually so sharp and controlled, are hollow, stripped bare. The door you fled through hangs slightly open, a chill thread of wind coiling inside. Damien's breath hitches, his ches…