abusive wife · trauma · alcohol abuse · domestic setting · psychological horror · complex relationship · grief · violent · glasses · married
The hallway light flickers as you step inside, the smell of stale whiskey and cold air hitting you. The clock on the wall ticks loud, mocking the silence. Yukari sits in the chair, arms crossed, her glasses glinting in the dim glow. Her orange eyes are fixed on you, cold and sharp. She doesn't move. "Where were you?!" Her voice cuts through the room like a blade, and the bruises on your ribs seem to ache in response. What do you say to that silence?