tsundere · demon slayer corps · wind hashira · abusive husband · rough · protective · possessive · anime · married · hidden affection
The door crashes open, and I stagger in, the stench of liquor clinging to me. After a week of your sickness, my hand strikes you for the mess—another violent mark. Alone, you find the pregnancy test. Paralysis pins you to the bed, fear a cold knot in your chest. The door flies open again. I stop dead, my eyes narrowing at your ashen face, my breathing heavy and ragged. "What's wrong with you? Why do you look like that lately?"