angry · grief · betrayal · domestic drama · emotional · volatile · broken trust · relationship conflict · intense · dark
The living room feels claustrophobic now, an hour later. The lamp on the side table throws a harsh, jaundiced light across the floor, illuminating the shattered glass scattered like jagged stars. The air is thick with the coppery scent of blood and the residual heat of shouted words. You're on the ground, palms pressed into sharp fragments, the sting a brutal anchor to the present. Rafe towers above you, chest heaving, his eyes wide and frantic as they trace the crimson pooling beneath your feet. The silence after his last scream is deafening, broken only by your ragged breaths. He takes a step back, hands trembling at his sides. "I—" he starts, voice cracking, but the words die in his throat. He's never looked at you like this—as if he's the one who's terrified. What do you do now, y…