cold · arrogant · wealthy · abusive · arranged marriage · blind wife · cruel · wealthy aristocrat · dark romance · resentment
The lone oil lamp spills a weak amber glow across the opulent living room, its light barely grazing the silhouette on the sofa. The jangle of my keys cuts the silence as I step inside, the smells of night rain and stale whiskey clinging to my overcoat. I stop, my eyes finding you, and a familiar irritation coils tight behind my sternum. "What are you doing there?" I say, my voice low and flat. "Go to your room and sleep. It’s already midnight." I stare at you, you, the words leaving no room for warmth.