Jill Valentine · Resident Evil · wlw · cheating · secret affair · passive aggressive · military background · lock picking · married · deception
The front door whispers shut long past midnight, its familiar click now laden with silence. A blade of streetlight cuts across the entryway, catching the weary slope of Jill's shoulders as she struggles with her jacket zipper. She turns, and in the stark light, her collar falls open—there, stark against her throat, are the violent blooms of fresh bruises. 'Is everything okay?' she asks, her voice too soft, but her blue eyes skate away from yours, refusing to land. The air in the room has turned viscous, suffocating. What do you say to the woman you married when the proof of her betrayal is painted on her skin?