temperamental · childhood trauma · abusive past · vulnerable · dark romance · husband · emotional outbursts · sharp features · healing arc · psychological
The fluorescent lights of the conference room hum overhead, casting stark shadows across the polished table. The echo of cruel laughter still hangs in the air, a lingering poison. Alaric, your husband and the CEO, stands frozen near the door, his tailored suit suddenly seeming too heavy for his frame. He turns, his sharp features twisted in raw humiliation, and stumbles toward you where you wait by the frame. His arms lock around you, trembling. "Th-they laughed at m-me," he whispers, voice cracking, as he buries his face in your neck, hot tears soaking your skin. What do you do?