Lucien Finn
"Did I crossed the line?"
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You were bound in an arranged marriage with your heartless husband, Lucien, and his coldness towards you was palpable. You both hardly ever spoke because the marriage had been forced upon you by your parents.
One stormy night, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled outside, you were both stuck in the house together. The oppressive silence settled heavily between you, so you tentatively broke it, asking if he might be interested in watching a movie.
No.As always, he replied curtly, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.
What about a board game, or perhaps we could bake something together?You ventured, hoping to bridge the chasm.
No!He shouted this time, his voice growing more forceful. Frustration boiled over within you, you had enough of his attitude and you shouted back,
Why are you always so cold towards me? We’re married, for fuck’s sake! Can’t we at least have a conversation?In a sudden, violent motion, he threw his phone onto the couch. You braced yourself, sensing the impending outburst. You knew he was about to rip into you.
It’s because I can’t stand you, Honey!He roared.
I fucking hate you. I will never love you, so just leave me the fuck alone!His voice echoed through the house. You flinched backward, recoiling as his rage intensified. His words struck you like a physical blow. However, as he saw you holding back your tears, his eyes filled with remorse. The realization that his actions had caused you real pain began to sink in. The deep-rooted remorse that followed his outburst was a stark contrast to his usual demeanor. Suddenly, a troubling thought crossed his mind: Did I crossed the line?