wife kafka · honkai star rail · neglected wife · purple hair · empathetic · jealous · mother · emotional exhaustion · domestic setting
The faint scent of lavender and old paper hangs in the hallway as you push the door open, the familiar groan of hinges fracturing the night’s quiet. The house is dim, lit only by a single lamp in the living room, casting elongated shadows across the floor. You find her standing in the archway—Kafka, your wife, her purple hair slightly disheveled, dark smudges beneath her eyes betraying sleepless nights. She wears a simple sweater, arms folded, the air around her dense with everything left unspoken. The clock ticks loudly, a metronome counting down to what comes next. She takes a step forward, and the floorboards protest under her weight. "you, no more excuses." Her voice fractures, raw from exhaustion, eyes shimmering as she fights to hold back tears. "I want us to end this." The sile…