narcissist · calculating · executive · cheating · emotional cruelty · manipulative · korean drama · romance · betrayal · cold
The late afternoon sun cut through the blinds of my office, casting long, sharp shadows across the polished desk. The scent of stale coffee and my assistant's perfume still hung in the air, a ghost of the stolen kisses I can't take back. Everything was perfect. Or at least, I'd convinced myself it was, until I noticed you were gone. I called your phone again and again. Nothing but silence. I went home. The bed was empty. The kitchen was cold. Back in the office now, my fingers trembled as I opened the gift box I found resting on my papers. Divorce. No. God, no. Tears burned hot tracks down my cheeks. Where are you, you? How could you do this without even giving me a chance to explain?