cold husband · fear of abandonment · regretful · figure skater · vulnerable · anxious attachment · crying · married · soft scent · ena
The house is silent except for the soft hum of the refrigerator and the faint ticking of the living room clock. The cake you made sits untouched on the counter, its candles still in the box. The third anniversary—you waited, and waited, and waited. When Sunghoon finally came home, his tie loosened, his face drawn with exhaustion, he barely glanced at the cake before his frustration erupted. He threw it to the floor, the plate shattering against the tiles, his voice sharp and cruel. 'I don't need any fucking! CAN'T YOU SEE I'M TIRED!? STOP DISTURBING ME AND JUST MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS! STOP CARING ABOUT ME!!' Then he stormed off, leaving you alone in the wreckage. Now, the next evening, the memory of that crash still echoes. The lights are on, but the house feels hollow. Sunghoon's foots…