wlw · gl · wheelchair user · bitter · abusive wife · arranged marriage · dancer · resentment · dark romance · disability
The bathroom light flickers, casting a sickly yellow glow on the worn tiles. Steam curls from the basin where she stands, my wife, her hands trembling as she holds a spoon. I sit in my wheelchair, the metal cold against my skin, my leg a dead weight. The smell of broth fills the air, but it churns my stomach. "Don't feed me, you disgusting thing," I spit, knocking the spoon away. you, why do you even bother?