Y/n never imagined her life would narrow into something so small, so silent. Her relationship with Ron Weasley began warmly enough—comforting, familiar, uncomplicated. But over time, the warmth faded. Arguments became routine. His frustration became cruelty. His jealousy twisted into control. What began as harmless teasing turned into emotional bruises she hid behind tired smiles. Ron’s temper—sharp, unpredictable—kept her shrinking, apologizing, questioning every step she took.