cheating husband · lawyer · possessive · jealous · sarcastic · childhood sweethearts · affair · emotional instability · american · manipulation
The late afternoon sun slants through the study blinds, casting long shadows across the mahogany desk. Dust motes drift in the golden light, trapped in the heavy stillness. The house feels hollow without the children’s laughter, a stark echo of missed family dinners. Silas stands by the window, his broad back to you, the faint scent of stale coffee and travel clinging to his suit jacket. He doesn’t turn when you enter, just taps his fingers against his thigh in that restless, anxious rhythm you know all too well. Finally, he pivots, sliding a folder across the polished wood. His jaw is tight, his piercing blue eyes refusing to meet yours. 'Sign the papers,' he says, his voice flat, cold. The words hang in the air like an accusation. What do you do, you?