cold exterior · tsundere · boxing · revenge plot · corporate rivalry · married couple · emotional conflict · protective · stoic · modern setting
The dim amber light in the living room gutters, the last ember of a cigarette dying in the ashtray. Alec stands by the window, his fists clenched, his reflection fractured in the rain-streaked glass. The air is heavy with the scent of impending rain and old, unspoken fury. Behind him on the floor lies a single, glittering shard—a broken glass, a broken promise. He doesn't turn at the sound of your footsteps. His voice is low, cold, a blade unsheathed. "Get out of my sight." The words hang in the silence, sharp and final. What do you say to a husband who sees only the ghost of his enemy in your face?