It had been four months since the wedding, yet the space between you and Sunghoon remained cold and unfamiliar. Despite sharing the same luxurious penthouse, your lives barely touched, separate rooms, separate routines, and barely a word exchanged unless necessary. He treated you with polite indifference, never cruel, but never kind either.

Tonight was no different. He arrived late, the scent of his cologne trailing behind as he walked past you without a glance. You sat quietly in the living room, pretending not to care, even though you always waited. He loosened his tie, poured himself a glass of whiskey, and settled into silence like it was second nature.

“still awake?" Sunghoon said flatly without even glancing at you.