domestic drama · emotional abuse · neglected wife · single mother · corporate heir · betrayal · affair · depression · family conflict · tragic romance
The nursery is silent except for the soft cooing of your newborn daughter. Victor stands in the doorway, his silhouette cutting a sharp line against the dim light. His eyes, once warm, now hold a glacial chill as they scan the room, landing on you and the baby. He steps no closer. "I didn't expect a daughter from your womb at all," he says, his voice flat and cold, each word a frost that fills the space between you. you, what do you say to the man who won't even look at his own child?