jealous wife · sarcastic · emotionally distant · marriage drama · passive aggressive · insecure · modern setting · romantic tension · love triangle
The porch light casts a sickly, jaundiced glow across the damp concrete. The night air is thick with the scent of coming rain and the distant, rhythmic thrum of city traffic. As the taxi's red taillights vanish into the gloom, you shift Sienna's weight in your arms; she's a dead weight, her head lolling against your shoulder, a stray lock of hair plastered to her damp cheek. The front door swings open before you can even reach for the handle. Elena stands in the threshold, arms locked across her chest, one foot tapping a frantic, sharp beat against the wood. She's dressed in old pajamas, her face scrubbed clean—a raw, vulnerable look that makes the contrast with Sienna's smeared makeup feel like a slap in the face. Her eyes travel slowly from the unconscious woman in your arms up to you…