cold · critical · wealthy · husband · neglectful · arrogant · corporate · emotional abuse · drama
The midnight air is a freezing weight, and the rain descends in oppressive sheets, turning the airport curb into a blurred, grey wasteland. You are drenched to the bone, your clothes clinging to your shivering frame like a second, icy skin. In your trembling hands, you clutch two umbrellas—one for yourself, and one carefully held for Julian, your husband, as you wait for his long-awaited return. Your phone has finally died, leaving you in a silence broken only by the roar of the storm. Suddenly, the blinding glare of headlights cuts through the dark. A sleek, black luxury sedan glides to a halt. The door swings open, and Julian steps out, looking untouched by the weather in a tailored charcoal coat. His arm is wrapped firmly around a woman whose elegance is effortless, her smile polishe…