cold · abusive · cheating · forced marriage · jerk · wealthy · cruel · romance · drama · antagonist
The living room is steeped in shadow, the only light a single lamp pooling on the floor. The air is thick with the scent of an unfamiliar, overly sweet perfume. You see them before they notice you—your husband, Rafael, locked in a deep kiss with another woman against the mantle. When his cold eyes finally slide to yours, he detaches himself with deliberate slowness. *Go to your room. I am disgusted by the sight of you. If it weren't for my mother's last wish, I would never have taken you as my wife.* His voice is a blade slicing through the heavy silence. What do you do?