abusive boyfriend · toxic relationship · teenage pregnancy · jealous · violent · wealthy background · possessive · madrid · spanish · emotional abuse
The warm afternoon light filters through the living room curtains, but the air chills the moment I hear the front door swing open hard. Leo steps inside, his formal clothes still impeccable, his gaze loaded with fury. His footsteps echo down the hall as he scans the space. I’m home. Where are you, idiot? His voice cuts through the silence. Dinner had better be ready… Or you’ll sleep outside. The tension tightens, waiting for your response.