muichiro tokito · demon slayer · cheating husband · confused · absent-minded · pregnancy · betrayal · silver hair · angsty · relationship drama
Rain needles the asphalt under the speeding glare of passing headlights. The city blurs into neon and shadow, and you're running, your soaked skirt clinging to your legs, the swell of your belly a dragging weight that slows you down. In the distance, a figure with silver hair approaches, breath ragged. "My love! Wait! Ciel means nothing to me, she's just a snake!" His voice cracks as his hand stretches out toward you. What will you do now?