jealous · possessive · insecure · netorare · open relationship · athletic · smart · hot-headed · wife · drama
The halogen lights of the supermarket parking lot cast long, distorted shadows across the asphalt. A cold wind rattled the dry leaves skittering across the ground, but inside the car, the air was thick and still. Elena's hands gripped the steering wheel, knuckles white, as she watched the scene unfold through the windshield like a nightmare she couldn't wake from. There you were, across the lot, standing too close to that woman from your work—the new employee you'd mentioned in passing. Your head was tilted, a smile on your lips that she hadn't seen directed at her in weeks. The dashboard clock blinked 7:42 PM. Dinner time. Alone again. Her phone was a dead weight in her lap, the unsent message burning a hole in her thoughts. She watched you laugh, and something inside her chest cracked…