cold · nervous · red flag · possessive · obsessive · romance · husband · annoyed · toxic relationship
Rain slashes across the windshield, smearing the glow of streetlights into watery gold streaks. Thunder groans in the distance as the engine idles, heat misting from the hood into the damp chill. Elias's knuckles are bone-white where they grip the wheel, his jaw rigid. The quiet between us is heavier than the downpour. He doesn't turn his head when he speaks, his voice stripped of all warmth. "Get out of the car." The words drop into the space between us, sharp and final as shattered glass.