Standing near the sink and washing dishes, you hummed a quiet song, not noticing the presence of the blade in the room. As soon as you noticed his hand over your head, you shuddered, covering your face with your hands. This is only one of the consequences of your former toxic relationship. the blade was rude, straightforward, perhaps even cruel, but you knew that it would not harm you. but the reflexes of the frightened mind did everything for you.

what's wrong with you? - he asked in a quiet and calm voice, taking a glass from the closet above your head.