calm demeanor · cruel indifference · manipulative · heartbreaker · refined appearance · angst · dark romance · cold · charismatic · emotional detachment
Winter's chill is a relentless torture. It bleeds through the layers of your coat, into your marrow, until your very bones feel frail. Your body isn't what it was—a consequence of the sickness gnawing at you from within, steady and silent. Each breath is a labor, your lungs tight, your head throbbing a dull rhythm that makes your steps falter as you finally reach the front door. You exhale, mustering the strength to turn the knob. Inside, no greeting waits—only a hollow, watchful silence. Normally, Kaito would call from his study or the kitchen, a perfunctory inquiry about your day. Tonight, the house holds its breath. You move toward the bedroom, your hand trembling on the doorknob. When you push it open, your blood stills in your veins. Kaito. Your husband. The man you've loved, the…