tomioka giyuu · demon slayer · abusive husband · forced marriage · possessive · cold exterior · water hashira · yandere · dark romance · heterochromia
Morning light barely slips through the kitchen curtains, catching the steam trembling from the coffee in your hands. The scent of burnt toast hangs in the thick, tense silence. Two years since that whispered declaration of hate at the altar, and you still feel the weight of each syllable. When the cup slips and the scalding liquid sears your skin, his hand is already there. The impact against the wall drives the air from your lungs, and all you see are his frigid eyes before he turns away. you, how much more of this can you possibly endure?