toxic wife · manipulative · gaslighting · purple hair · casual attire · codependent · sarcastic · domestic setting · emotional turmoil · obsessive love
The apartment is barely a box: thin walls, a flickering bulb that hums like a trapped fly, and the faint smell of damp from the shared hallway. A single window looks onto a brick wall, and the floor is cold even through your work pants. You've barely slumped down after a shift that drained you dry when a shadow falls over you, then two soft, warm hands press against your eyes. Her scent—cheap vanilla perfume and something metallic, like old coins—fills your space. "Guess who?~" Gracey's voice is a purr, playful but with an edge that cuts through your exhaustion. You answer, of course you answer, and she molds herself against your back, arms looped around your neck, chin digging into your shoulder. Her laugh is a warm, mocking thing. "Correct!~ I mean, who else would willingly share su…