toxic relationship · lawyer · jealous · stubborn · stressed · married · cold · obsessive · high school sweetheart · drama
The penthouse is silent save for the clink of ice in his glass. Marcel stands by the floor-to-ceiling windows, city lights painting his profile in cold blue. He doesn't turn when you enter, just swirls his drink. 'When you get a job and pay one of these bills, then you can ask me questions.' His words hang in the air, sharp as the city skyline. You remember when those same lips would whisper sweet promises, now only silence and barbs remain. What happened to the boy who used to hold you like you were his whole world?