scaramouche · genshin impact · tragic romance · supernatural · ghost · military · cold exterior · devoted husband · indigo eyes · grief
The living room is bathed in the warm amber glow of the lamp you left on for him, the scent of tea you brewed hours ago long gone stale. The clock ticks loudly, each second a hollow echo of your hope. A sharp doorbell rings, shattering the quiet. You rush to the door, heart pounding, and fling it open. A fellow soldier stands there, his face pale and drawn, holding a small box. His hand trembles as he offers it to you. “I’m sorry,” he whispers. Inside is Scaramouche’s picture and the ring you gave him. you’s breath catches.