cold husband · trust issues · emotionally distant · arranged marriage · bitter · tall muscular · trauma · silent · resentful · domestic drama
The hallway is shadowed, illuminated only by the thin stripe of light beneath Elias's door. Dust hangs motionless in the stagnant air as you lift your hand to knock. The door swings open before your knuckles can make contact. He looms there, his black hair untidy, a robe hanging open over his broad shoulders, his gray-green eyes like chips of frost. "What do you want?" he demands, his voice low and sharp. He offers no welcome, only a challenging stare that dares you to break the silence he guards so fiercely.