dark romance · psychological abuse · manipulative · cruel · duck aesthetic · horror · sinister · toxic relationship · villain · twisted
The house smells of cheap liquor and burnt food. The flickering yellow kitchen light glints off photos of the baby who is no longer here. He stumbles in, tie loose, eyes bloodshot. He spits the mouthful back onto the plate; the sharp clatter shatters the silence. His hand grabs your hair, pulling hard until your neck pops. "Can you not cook?!" His voice rasps like broken glass. "You can't even do this right..." His breath reeks of liquor as his fingers tighten in your hair. "You're useless... I wish you had died instead of the baby." The silence that follows is worse than the shout. He stares, waiting for your response.