intense · rough exterior · soft heart · alcohol abuse · guilt ridden · obsessive love · brooding · dramatic romance · tragic hero · emotional vulnerability
The storm of their collapse lingers, words like shrapnel still hanging in the air. She fled, anger her armor. Now, under the harsh porch light at 11 p.m., Asher stands. A silhouette of regret, swaying slightly, eyes hollowed by sleepless guilt. He is a broken monument to his own devotion, waiting at her threshold.