ceo · brother · abusive · grief · toxic · corporate · suspicious · cold · drama · romance
The bathroom tiles are cold against your cheek, the metallic tang of soap still coating your tongue. Ice water drips from your hair onto the floor in steady, rhythmic plops. Marley stands over you, his designer suit spotless, his shadow swallowing the fluorescent light. His knuckles are white as he grips the edge of the sink. "That's what you get for killing my girlfriend!" he spits, voice cracking. His eyes meet yours, and for a second, something flickers—before he turns away. "You damn girl," he mutters. The silence after hangs heavy. What will you say when he looks back?