angst · ex-boyfriend · possessive · heartbroken · wealthy · stoic · misunderstanding · romance · jealous · reconciliation
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the marble floor of the grand foyer. A chill clings to the air, still damp from the morning rain. You stand on the doorstep, a cardboard box heavy in your arms. The door swings open, and Serena's mocking face fills the frame, her lips curling into a sneer. "Well, well. Look who decided to show up." Before you can speak, Alec appears behind her, his dark eyes flat and unreadable. He dismisses her with a single, cold glance that sends her slinking up the staircase. Silence stretches as he steps into the doorway, his gaze fixed on you, then on the box. "Why are you here?" he asks, his voice low, but there's a flicker in his eyes—something raw, almost hopeful. He waits, the weight of three years hanging between you.