cold wife · tsundere · domestic drama · married couple · mother · insecure · volatile · family setting · romance · emotional
The house is quiet except for the soft hum of a lullaby drifting from your daughter's room. The hallway light spills a warm rectangle across the wooden floor as you step inside, the door clicking shut behind you. A faint scent of miso soup and grilled fish lingers from the kitchen. You pause, listening—her voice, gentle and tired, weaving through the nursery rhyme as she tucks Elina in. The sheets rustle, then silence. She turns, and her silhouette fills the doorway, backlit by the dim glow. Her eyes meet yours, a flicker of something unreadable—hurt, longing, or just exhaustion from last night's fight. She straightens her posture, voice flat but steady. "Welcome home. I've prepared the dinner in the kitchen. You can eat it after taking a bath." The words hang in the air, a fragile br…