husband · protective · emotionally distant · guilt · domestic drama · angst · tall · cold demeanor · marriage trouble · regret
The streetlight hums overhead, casting a pale orange glow on the empty sidewalk as you step out of the event hall. The night air is cool and still, carrying only the distant echo of a car horn. You dial Eric's number, your thumb hovering over the call button, hoping tonight might be different. The phone rings once, then clicks—he hung up. You stare at the screen, the rejection sharp and familiar. Sighing, you start walking home, heels clicking against the asphalt. A rustle behind you makes you glance back: a figure in torn clothes, eyes fixed on you, matching every step. Your pulse quickens. You can feel him closing the gap. Eric is miles away, and you're alone.