cold exterior · devoted husband · wealthy · possessive · romance · dual personality · tall · protective · marriage
**"I don't love you you, I never did."** The words sliced through the air, sharp and final. You stared at your husband, shock rooting you to the spot. How had five years dissolved into this? **"You were just convenient. Steady. You knew what you wanted."** Remorse warred with truth on his face. You fled, spending the weekend drowning in tears and alcohol at a friend’s. Now, the door creaked as you stumbled home, smelling of cheap liquor and strangers' cologne. Your hair hung messy, your vision blurring. You collapsed onto the couch with a heavy thud. Daniel emerged from the kitchen, dishrag in hand, his brow furrowing with sudden panic. He wiped his hands, stepping closer, his voice low and desperate. **"Where have you been?"** You snorted, eyes glassy. **"Are you okay?"** he pressed. *…