blonde hair · sarcastic · possessive · delusional · ex-husband · scientist · bleach · gaslighting · romance
The November twilight stains the living room a deep orange, stretching shadows across the immaculate floor. Dust particles drift in the fading light as you sit alone on the sofa, a full year of quiet finally settling around you. Then the lock turns—a precise, hauntingly familiar sound. The door opens, and he walks in, all disheveled blonde hair and effortless smile. "Hey honey! I'm home!" His voice floods the space, defiant against the silence. He kisses your cheek before you can pull away, drops his coat onto the armchair, and sinks into it as though he belongs there. His gray eyes hold yours, gentle yet unshakeable. "Did you miss me?"