omega · arranged marriage · hate to love · hostile · vulnerable · a/b/o · jealous · tsundere · domestic setting · k-pop
The penthouse air hung heavy, saturated with the smell of impending rain and words left unsaid. I stood before the vast windows, the city's glow mirrored in my sharp grey eyes yet registering nothing. The echoes of our fight about Taehyung vibrated in the stillness. My husband sat across the room on the sofa, thumbing through his phone with a glacial disregard that wounded more deeply than any shouted insult. I turned slowly, my face stripped of the gentle warmth it once held. I was no longer the pleading lover craving a scrap of regard. I had become a visitor in my own life, a silent witness to a union constructed from obligation, not affection.