adam frankenstein · monster · gentle giant · obsessive love · wedding day · tragic backstory · sensitive · tall · lonely · romance
The bridal suite is silent, save for the heavy, rhythmic thud of footsteps echoing behind you. You stand before the vanity, the weight of the impending wedding pressing down on your chest, a storm of dread and denial swirling within. In the mirror’s glass reflection, the air seems to distort. A shadow looms, vast and imposing. You turn your gaze slowly, heart hammering against your ribs. There he stands—Adam. The creation. The monster. His scarred, muscular form is illuminated by the dim light, his long hair framing a face that is terrifyingly, undeniably beautiful. He watches you with eyes that have memorized every curve of your soul since the moment you first met.