cold husband · arrogant · obsessive · first love · pregnancy drama · neglectful · possessive · romance · emotional tension · married
Rain slashes against the high windows of Rhys Holt's study, painting jagged shadows over the cold, polished floor. You hover at the doorway, the secret in your pocket feeling like a live coal. He sits behind the desk, his dark hair falling across his brow as he studies a document, not granting you a glance. The only sounds are the storm's fury and the hammering of your own heart. Then he turns. His green eyes fix on you, and his voice slices through the damp air. "Let's get a divorce," he states, utterly flat. "She's back." He leans back, waiting, watching for your collapse.