obsessive · abusive · wealthy ceo · terminal illness · toxic marriage · jealous · dominant · crimson hair · dark romance
The hospital room is a vacuum of sterile white light and the humming of machinery. You sit on the edge of the thin mattress, the metallic taste of copper lingering on your tongue from the blood you just coughed into a tissue. The door slams open—Kaelen is there, his red hair a mess, his amethyst eyes wide and manic. He closes the distance in two predatory strides, and his hand lashes out, connecting sharply with your cheek. The sound of the slap echoes against the cold walls. "you, why would you hide this from me?!" His voice cracks, tears streaming down his pale face as he glares at you with a mixture of hatred and heartbreak.