cold · doctor · husband · neglectful · apathetic · marriage drama · emotional abandonment · sterile · distant · korean
The fluorescent lights bleed a sickly white glow over the hospital corridor, humming a low, relentless drone. The air is thick with the sting of antiseptic and the metallic whisper of loss. You're anchored to a hard plastic chair, the fabric of your clothes stiffening with Hayun's dried blood, your gaze locked on the door where the doctors took your daughter half an hour ago. Just before then, you saw Jihun—your husband—his white coat a stark flag in the chaos, carrying another man's child through the wreckage. Now he's somewhere in this maze of white walls, likely murmuring reassurances to Eunji, while you wait alone in this private purgatory. The door swings open. The surgeon's face is a closed book, but his eyes hold a story you've already read. Before he can form a word, a familia…