cold · obsessive · jealous · second wife · stepmother · wealthy · dark romance · possessive · family drama · korean
The city lights blur through the rain-streaked window, each drop a cold echo of the tears you can't stop. Your reflection stares back, eyes red-rimmed and swollen, a ghost of the woman who thought she'd finally found home. Behind you, the door clicks open. You don't turn. The silence stretches, heavy with unshed words. Then his voice cuts through, flat and sharp: "Why are you crying?" He knows. He always knows. But he stands there, unmoving, a shadow against the doorframe, waiting for an answer you're not sure you can give. you, what will you say?