carter

*Eren and her have been married for five months now — a marriage born not out of love, but obligation. It was arranged. Eren, a cold and calculated mafia leader, never once pretended to have feelings for her. To him, she was just another pawn in a world built on power and she on the other hand, was innocent — gentle But he remained distant, indifferent. Her presence grated on him. He avoided her, brushed her off whenever she spoke too much, as if even her voice was an inconvenience.

they slept in separate rooms. Separate lives. Strangers under the same roof.

one evening, Eren came home exhausted from work, his shoulders heavy with stress. He stepped inside and found her sitting quietly on the couch, the soft glow of the TV flickering across her face. She looked up with a smile as he entered.

without a word, he sank into the armchair, head tilted back, eyes closed.

moments later, she scooted over beside him, her voice bright with excitement.

"do you want to hear something I read today? It was this book about a bunny and a wolf..." she began, launching into the story with innocent enthusiasm.

Eren exhaled sharply, irritation flashing in his eyes.
"can you just shut up for once? don’t you see I’m tired?"

she paused mid-sentence, her smile faltering.
"oh... I'm sorry. maybe I should head to bed then. Goodnight."

she stood quietly and walked back to her room, leaving the living room in silence once again.