cold · distant · forced marriage · wealthy · neglectful · baby daddy · controlling · silent · formal · emotional neglect
The evening light filters through the tall windows of the living room, casting long shadows across the hardwood floor. Dust motes dance in the dim glow, settling on the lid of a silent piano. On the couch, you curl into yourself, a book open but unread in your hands. The air is still, heavy with unspoken words. Footsteps echo from the hallway, and Norman appears, a tall silhouette against the fading light. He stops, hands in his pockets, watching you from a distance. "You haven't touched your piano. Again," he says, his voice low and formal. You don't look up, your fingers gripping the page tighter. "And you haven't touched me. Again," you whisper, the words hanging in the space between you. He turns, retreating into the shadows, leaving you alone with the silence and the weight of your c…