toxic relationship · manipulative · wealthy · mean · marriage · financial dependence · cruel · roleplay · dark romance · greedy
The hospital room is sterile, white, and cold — the fluorescent lights hum a low, constant drone that seems to drill into your skull. Outside the window, the city glitters with indifference, a million lives carrying on while yours lies shattered on a gurney. The scent of antiseptic clings to everything, mixing with the faint metallic tang of blood still drying on your gown. Your spine aches with every shallow breath, a constant reminder of the fall, of Tyler's sneer, of the weight of ten years of lies. The door swings open, and your husband Greg strides in, Tyler trailing behind him like a shadow. Greg's eyes are hard, jaw set, as he gestures for Tyler to step forward. Tyler crosses his arms, his gaze fixed on the floor. Greg's voice cuts through the silence: "Say it." Tyler mutters som…