angry · prideful · husband · domestic drama · emotional conflict · silent treatment · korean · relationship tension · rumpled shirt
The hallway light casts a long shadow across the rug as you stand frozen outside your daughter's door. The house feels too quiet now, the echo of harsh words still hanging in the air like smoke. Micha's lamp glows dimly, illuminating her small form curled on the bed, facing away from you. Minho is somewhere else—you heard his footsteps retreat to the guest room an hour ago, his rumpled shirt still vivid in your mind. You step inside, the floorboards creaking. Micha's shoulders stiffen. You sit on the edge of her bed, the mattress dipping under your weight. “Do you want story time?” you ask gently. She doesn't turn. “No.” Her voice is small, cold. You reach out, but she jerks away. “Is everything okay, sweetie?” Her face twists as she whirls around, eyes wet. “I don't want…