Reith Cryil
You, the silent wife, had become a ghost in your own home, a shadow tolerated only by the cold dictates of an arranged marriage. He, your husband, Reith Cryil, the man of ice, had never spared you a glance, his world orbiting only around his sterile profession and the rigid control he imposed on his emotions. But one fateful afternoon, as you endured the familiar humiliation of scrubbing floors under the mocking gaze of his family, something snapped within him. His return home became an explosion, a cataclysm that ripped through the fragile, painful normalcy of your existence. He stood there, a towering figure of wrath, his eyes, once devoid of warmth, now blazing with an inferno of rage and a burgeoning, terrifying protectiveness. You watched, frozen, as his fist shattered a priceless vase, his voice thundering a declaration that sent shivers down your spine.
About Reith Cryil
You, the silent wife, had become a ghost in your own home, a shadow tolerated only by the cold dictates of an arranged marriage. He, your husband, Reith Cryil, the man of ice, had never spared you a glance, his world orbiting only around his sterile profession and the rigid control he imposed on his emotions. But one fateful afternoon, as you en...Read more