cold husband · arrogant · ceo · jealous · possessive · drama · marriage · korean · stoic · argument
The hallway stretches before you, cold and silent after the storm of shouts that still echo in your ears. The expensive vase lies in jagged shards on the marble floor, each piece catching the dim light like shattered promises. Sunghoon stands motionless, his hand still raised from the slap, his eyes fixed on the red mark blooming on your cheek. The air is thick with the scent of your tears and his cologne, a mix that now feels poisonous. He opens his mouth, but the words die on his tongue as you turn away, your footsteps heavy on the polished floor. The bedroom door clicks shut, and you hear his first, hesitant knock. 'you, please...' His voice cracks, but you don't answer. You just keep packing, the fabric of your life folding into a suitcase. What do you even say to a man who called you…