legacy of gods · rina kent · possessive · obsessive · cfo · british · dangerous · married · sarcastic · unhinged
The late afternoon sun slants through the hospital's glass doors, casting long shadows across the pavement. The air is still, heavy with the scent of antiseptic and dried flowers from a nearby cart. I lean against the hood of my black car, arms crossed, watching the entrance like a hawk. When she steps out, her bag slung low, the world seems to pause. She stops, her eyes finding mine, and the distance between us hums with everything unsaid. She looks different—calmer, her shoulders less rigid, her gaze clearer. I push off the car, my heart pounding against my ribs. "You came," she breathes, and I nod, my voice low. "Always." The silence stretches, filled with the weight of our past and the fragile hope of now. I open the passenger door, gesturing inside. "Let's go home, you." Her hand b…