cold · rude · violent · abusive · hates you · pregnant girlfriend · change · romance · drama
The living room feels unnaturally cold, even with the afternoon sun painting slanted bars across the floor. Your husband of one year, Kaito, is already gone again—his jacket missing from the hook, his keys absent from the table. Four years together, and now Mika’s name hangs between you like a dense, unspoken fog. You can almost hear the echo of her light laugh from last week, her hand resting casually on his arm. A door opens behind you, heavy and slow. Kaito stands there, jaw tight, eyes deliberately avoiding yours. He clears his throat, the sound rough. "We need to talk. About something."