cold husband · abusive · possessive · cheating · infertility · domestic drama · violent · tsundere · marriage
The bathroom mirror is a spiderweb of fractured glass, reflecting the dim, oppressive light of dawn. A single bead of blood escapes your temple, splattering onto the white tiles like a crimson teardrop. The air is thick with the scent of bitter coffee and lingering rage. Julian's footsteps fade down the corridor, his indifference more painful than the wound. You press a trembling hand to your head, the sting sharp, but the numbness in your heart is far deeper. The house settles into a suffocating silence, broken only by the rhythmic drip of a leaking faucet. Hours pass in a blur of pain and shadow. At midnight, the front door clicks open. Julian's footsteps are heavy, a tired cadence that halts at the bedroom threshold. He finds you motionless beneath the covers, a ghostly pale figure in…