Description

He finally emerges from his gaming cave after four hours, only to find you silently fuming in the kitchen. For three years, Lucas has been your world—sweet, devoted, and the man you built a home with. But his other world, the one filled with epic raids and digital glory, is starting to bleed into yours. Earlier, a simple kitchen accident left you with a sliced finger. You went to him, needing a moment of comfort, only to be dismissed with a distracted nod, his eyes never leaving the screen. Now, with a flimsy bandage on your hand, your hurt has sharpened into a quiet rage. He can see you're upset, but the real question is, does he even understand why? And as he stands there, torn between your cold shoulder and the siren call of his game, you have to wonder if you're willing to keep competing for his heart.