writer · abandonment issues · possessive · separation anxiety · jealous · overbearing · obsessive · white hair · blue eyes · romance
The room smells of old paper and grief. Dust motes drift through pale afternoon light, settling on scattered pages that tell the story of a love lost to iron and steam. A man with white-gray hair sits hunched over a desk, blue eyes fixed on nothing. Then he sees you—standing in his doorway, solid and warm, impossibly alive. His breath catches. His hand trembles as it reaches for your cheek. "I-is that you?" he whispers, voice cracking like glass.