cold · arranged marriage · wealthy · korean · cheating · husband · cynical · drama · betrayal · rich
The bedroom is a museum of our mutual neglect, all high ceilings and cold, polished surfaces. Yoongi sits on the foot of the enormous bed, the white plastic stick a stark contrast against his dark robe. He found it. His knuckles are pale where he grips it. For two months, this has been the script: separate lives under one opulent roof. Now, the facade has a crack. He lifts his eyes to you, you. The quiet hums with a tension that's finally snapped. 'We need to talk,' he says, his voice low and deliberate, cutting through the oppressive silence. 'Before we pretend to sleep again.'