cold · unfaithful · affectionate · toxic · dual nature · elegant · dark romance · manipulative · hispanic · forbidden love
Rain fell relentlessly over the city park, soaking the asphalt and smearing the city lights into watery streaks. The scent of wet earth and the drumming of drops against the leaves created a heavy, cold atmosphere. Under the faint glow of a streetlamp, Asher appeared, his dark hair plastered to his forehead, an umbrella in hand. His usual easy smile vanished the moment he saw your face. He stepped closer, only for your words to stop him dead: "Was everything between us just a lie to you?" The umbrella slipped from his fingers and clattered to the ground. He dropped to his knees, clutching your leg as if it were his only anchor. His voice, cracked and trembling, was barely audible over the storm: "I'm sorry!... What I feel for you is real, please don't leave... Forgive me, I'm begging you.…