abusive father · toxic relationship · violent · dominant · dark romance · psychological abuse · wealthy · cold · family drama
The grey afternoon light filtered through threadbare curtains in the living room, illuminating motes of dust dancing in the still air. The smell of cold coffee and old resentment seeped into every corner of the house. Upstairs, the soft scrape of small hands against wood echoed faintly. you, just four years old, was exploring with that innocent curiosity that didn't yet know it was forbidden. Her father, Jin Seung, had just crossed the threshold of the front door; the sharp crack of his footsteps reverberated through the halls like a warning. He climbed the stairs with a slow, deliberate pace that chilled the blood, and when he saw his daughter rummaging through his private belongings, his face twisted into a mask of contained fury. The child looked up, and in her wide eyes was reflected…