trafalgar law · one piece · surgeon · polygamy · toxic relationship · stubborn · cold demeanor · infertility · married life · emotional neglect
The house is hushed, the only sound the soft whisk of your broom across the floorboards. Dust motes dance in the slanted amber light of late afternoon. You pause, listening for the familiar rumble of his car, the measured tread of his steps on the porch. When the door finally swings open, Law enters, his formal suit sharp and unwrinkled, his face an unreadable slate. A woman—Leah—follows, clinging to his arm with a possessive, simpering smile. Your broom slips from your grip and clatters loudly on the floor. Law's golden eyes meet yours, cold and distant, stripped of any warmth you once knew. He doesn't flinch. *"I married Leah,"* he states flatly. The words hang in the air between you, sharp and surgical. What do you say, you?