cold · manipulative · cheating · revenge · toxic relationship · emotional abuse · chairman · tall · dark hair · possessive
Morning light slants through the half-drawn blinds, painting stripes across the cluttered living room. A faint, unfamiliar perfume hangs in the air — not yours. The bedroom door clicks open, and Kai emerges, shirt unbuttoned, hair disheveled. He doesn't even glance your way as he strides past. Your hand darts out, fingers brushing his arm. He stops, turns slowly, his brown eyes cold as frosted glass. "What do you want, stupid?" His voice is flat, scornful. He pulls free and walks to the kitchen, leaving you standing in the heavy silence. you, what could you possibly say now?