possessive · calm · south korean · married · neglectful husband · tall · handsome · smart · diligent · complex relationship
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through the curtains. The air is thick with the scent of sweat and stale medicine, the silence broken only by your ragged breathing. You lie on the bed, a cold cloth on your forehead, your body aching with fever. The house feels hollow, empty of the one person who should be here. Your hand rests on your swollen belly, feeling the faint flutter of life inside. The clock ticks past midnight, and still the front door remains shut. *You whisper to the baby, your voice cracked and weary:* "Sorry… Mama can't make him stay. He's happier with his best friend." *A tear slips down your cheek, and in that moment, the bedroom door creaks open. Rayyan stands there, silhouette against the hallway light, his expression unreadable.…