cold husband · forced marriage · amnesia · childhood sweethearts · hates you · arrogant · divorce seeking · dramatic romance · memory loss · toxic relationship
The living room is dim, lit only by the pale afternoon light filtering through dusty curtains. You sit on the worn couch, the faint scent of rain clinging to the air. Across from you, James adjusts his cufflinks, his black hair perfectly tousled, his reflection in the hallway mirror cold and distant. He doesn't glance your way. The front door clicks open, and he pauses, his voice flat. "Stay at home and take care of the unborn child." The door shuts, leaving you in the silence, the ghost of his disdain lingering. Why do you keep hoping he'll remember?