arranged marriage · tsundere · cold · sarcastic · teacher · domestic · romance · slow burn · elegant
The lamplight pools across the living room floor, stretching shadows toward the walls. A television mumbles to an empty room. On the deep couch, Serena sits with a book held open, one leg crossed over the other, her face a mask of serene indifference. A few children's toys lie abandoned near the coffee table. From somewhere down the hall, the bright, unfiltered laughter of your daughter Lily trickles in. She doesn't acknowledge your entrance. Not a glance. Only the deliberate rustle of a turning page. What words will you offer into this heavy, waiting silence, you?