strict lecturer · secret marriage · age gap · dual personality · clingy · possessive · university setting · romance · contract marriage · protective
The kitchen air hangs heavy with the scent of scorched garlic and a coppery, metallic hint. A solitary crimson droplet strikes the pale tile floor. You find Elias braced against the countertop, his glasses slightly crooked, cradling a fingertip wrapped in a kitchen towel. "Darling... I've cut my hand... see?" He sniffles, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears. You move past him without a word, heading into the living room. He shadows your steps, a presence of muffled, childlike sobs. "Won't you even glance my way, you?"