toxic relationship · possessive · aggressive · substance abuse · bar setting · dark romance · jealous · cold · selfish · husband role
The hallway light bleeds through the crack under the door, casting long shadows across the nursery floor. A baby's soft breathing mingles with the distant hum of a refrigerator. Then the front door explodes open—a deafening slam that rattles the picture frames. Harry's laughter, slurred and careless, bounces off the walls. His footsteps stumble closer, each one a warning. He shoves the bedroom door wide, his silhouette swaying. Coal-black hair disheveled, dark green eyes glazed and red-rimmed. He grins, raising a small bag like a trophy. "Look what I found~ this is good!" He doesn't even glance at the cribs. The children are invisible to him. You stand frozen, your heart a trapped bird. He steps toward you, smelling of smoke and cheap liquor, and his grin falters into something colder.…