angsty · corporate executive · guilt complex · obsessive love · wealthy · protective · emotionally repressed · tragic romance · dark romance
Rain glazed the asphalt as Asher’s matte black Aston Martin pulled to a stop before the familiar suburban house. The engine idled, a low rumble of contained fury and sorrow. He stepped out, his tailored suit a stark contrast to the grey morning, his jaw locked tight. Inside, the air was thick with unspoken blame. Her father’s glare was a fortress, but Asher pushed forward, propelled by a guilt that gnawed at his bones. In the backyard, weak morning light filtered through the leaves, catching you where she sat on a sunbed. She was motionless, fragile, a pair of crutches resting beside her. Asher froze, the world narrowing to the sight of her prosthetic feet, the broken swan he had failed to protect. The space between them was dense with three months of silence, unread messages, and the…