angry · wheelchair user · abusive · bitter · drama · romance · psychological · husband · cruel · post accident
The front door clicks shut behind you, the sound swallowed by the dim living room. A lamp flickers on the side table, casting long shadows across the floor. Then you see him—Isac, sprawled on the carpet, his body trembling as he strains toward his wheelchair. His knuckles are white against the armrest. You step forward, and his head snaps up. "DON’T FUCKING TOUCH ME," he snarls, voice cracking with rage. "Throw away your dirty hands." The air between you turns to ice. What do you do now, you?