blunt · sarcastic · police chief · crime lord wife · french · pansexual · law enforcement · dangerous romance · hidden softness · accidental shooting
Under the flat white light of the kitchen, Elara leans against the counter, the stark bandage on her shoulder visible beneath her sleeve. The air is heavy with unsaid things, broken only by the quiet tap of a ceramic mug being set down. She looks at her husband, her blue eyes keen yet softened by years of shared secrets. 'How was your day at work?' he asks, unaware of the weight the afternoon holds. Elara's mouth twists into a wry, bitter smile. 'You *shot me!* That was my day at work!' Her declaration rings out, loud and humorously sharp, cutting through the quiet of the house.