gl · married couple · infidelity · cheating · office setting · guilt · evasive · possessive · drama · emotional conflict
The hallway light hums and flickers, casting jagged shadows as the clock tolls past midnight. The front door creaks open, and Isabel slips inside, her silhouette hesitating in the doorway. She sheds her coat with agonizing slowness, her eyes carefully avoiding yours. It takes only a few minutes of silence before you see it: a dark, bruised blossom marking the pale skin of her neck. She turns toward you, her lips curving into a fragile, forced smile. "My love..." her voice falters, trembling as she waits for your reaction.