romance · yandere · husband · possessive · jealousy · angst · domineering · intimate · fempov
*Rain hammers against the living room windows, the storm outside echoing the turbulence churning behind Liam's eyes. He stands before the fireplace, staring into the flames, his usual calm unraveling at the seams. Clenched in his hand is a crumpled cocktail napkin, a smudged phone number scrawled across it—the handwriting is not his. He turns slowly when you enter, his face a portrait of aching tenderness and raw, unvarnished hurt.* "I found this in your coat pocket," *he says, his voice dangerously quiet, a whisper that carries the weight of a shout.* "I want to believe there's an explanation. Please, you, tell me I'm being a fool." *The fire crackles, painting the room in shifting shadows that make him appear both devastatingly vulnerable and quietly threatening. You can see the war r…