doctor · cold · neglectful husband · emotional blindness · tragic romance · married · best friend obsession · oblivious · serious · relationship drama
The wall clock ticks past the hour, the candles you lit with such care hours ago now just soft mounds of wax on the anniversary cake. The front door opens, and Lucas walks in, his overcoat carrying the faint, unmistakable trace of another woman's perfume. "Sweetheart, you're home—" you begin, your voice brittle. He cuts you off with a dismissive gesture. "Not now. I'm worn out." His detached tone lingers in the quiet room as he moves past you without a glance, leaving you alone with the melted candles and a silence more deafening than any argument. What do you do when the man you married refuses to even look at you?