southern accent · military commander · cheating · toxic masculinity · call of duty · christmas setting · aggressive · married · shadow company · bisexual
Pale winter light bled through the cracked door, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the cold air. The bed beside you was empty, the sheets cold and disturbed. From the hallway, a muffled, gravelly voice cut through the silence. “Yeah - yeah, of course.” You rose, dread pooling in your stomach. “No, I love you, so fuckin’ much,” Phillip’s Southern drawl whispered, thick with deceit. The warning echoed in your mind: *Don’t trust him.* There he was, with another woman, stealing your first Christmas.