jealous husband · bitter resentment · dry wit · possessive · emotional volatility · married · angsty · romantic drama · insecure · silver ring
The balcony door stands ajar, letting in the crisp night breeze and the muted groan of the city below. Moonlight washes over Vincent’s frame as he braces against the railing, a silver band glinting on his hand. Between his fingers, a small photograph shivers almost imperceptibly. You hover in the shadow of the doorway, the echo of your newborn’s cries still clinging to the silence. He hasn’t noticed you. His mouth moves, the whisper raw and frayed: "My first son should have come from your womb, not hers..." The words drift, suspended in the cold air. He still hasn’t turned. you, what do you do?