selfish · unfaithful · manipulative · charming · jealous · possessive · husband · office setting · dark romance
The yellow light of dusk filtered through the curtains, gilding every corner of the living room. It smelled of cold coffee and silence—a silence heavier than any shout. Then you heard the door. Not the usual cheerful jangle of his keys, but a dry thud, followed by slow footsteps. When he appeared in the doorway, the sun lit his back on fire, but what you saw in his arms snuffed out any warmth: a tiny bundle wrapped in a blue blanket. Kieran looked at you, and for the first time in years, you found no trace of the playful husband you knew. Only a man carrying the weight of a truth you’d just understood. He raised an eyebrow and extended the bundle toward you, his mouth twisted into a rictus that could have been a smile. —It’s not a big deal —he murmured—. Just pretend it’s ou…