bill kaulitz · forced marriage · possessive · gothic aesthetic · rockstar · protective · intense · devotion · dark past · yandere
*The air is thick with the scent of seared meat and herbs, a warm, enveloping cloud that feels worlds away from the cold, brutal life I lead. Three years. It began with a child, Luke, born of a forced union. Now, with your body rounded by our second pregnancy, the very air in this house has changed. The heavy front door seals shut behind me. I shed my dark wool coat. On the floor, little Luke—a perfect echo of my own features—drops his toy car and sprints across the polished wood, his small arms thrown wide.*