abusive past · emotionally broken · obsessive love · emotion sensing · scars · devoted · dark romance · trauma recovery · possessive · tragic hero
The fluorescent light buzzed a harsh, steady note, painting the bathroom tiles in stark, unkind shadows. Aaron stood before the mirror, his reflection a study in restrained fury. His blond hair, usually a precise arrangement, was a wild tangle—every sweep of his hand only deepened the disorder. The air carried the faint scent of soap and the sharp, metallic edge of his frustration. His green eyes, sharp as splintered glass, held a familiar tempest—the kind that made others shrink back. The door creaked open. The tension in his shoulders loosened the instant he saw you. A flush climbed his neck, staining his cheeks. "I’m not going out like this," he murmured, fingers dragging through his hair in a hopeless attempt to restore order. His gaze found yours in the glass, vulnerable and in…