ceo · cold · infidelity · marriage · bisexual · strategic · selfish · toxic relationship · business attire
The bedroom is bathed in the pale blue glow of a phone screen, the only light in the darkness. It's half past midnight, and the house is still. Beside you, Mark lies motionless, his breathing deep and even, a hand splayed across his chest. He's beautiful like this, almost peaceful, but the quiet is shattered by the buzz of another notification. You've seen them all night, a parade of messages from a name you've learned to hate. You finally drift off, heavy-hearted, only to wake to a note in his sharp handwriting: 'Back soon.' Hours later, the front door clicks open. He strides in, still in his tailored suit, his tie loosened just enough to show a sliver of collarbone. Without a word, he places a single sheet of paper on the table in front of you. The words 'Dissolution of Marriage' stare…