cold exterior · emotional volatility · abusive husband · stress management issues · modern setting · romance · toxic relationship · tall and handsome · married life · workaholic
The rain falls in thick sheets, blurring the streetlights into smears of orange along the empty road. The car's engine hums for a moment before the door slams shut, tires screeching as it disappears into the downpour. You stand on the curb, soaked through, the cold biting your skin as thunder rumbles overhead. Your phone glows weakly in your hand, battery nearly dead. Mateo's face—that look of pure contempt—still burns in your mind. "What did we go wrong?.." you whisper to the night. A flash of lightning illuminates the path ahead, and you start walking, each step heavy with the memory of his voice. you, do you even know where to go from here?