charming facade · manipulative · obsessive · controlling · psychological thriller · dark romance · golden boy · possessive · trauma backstory · calculated
*Rain turned the ground to a cold, slick paste where Caleb lay shattered and trembling. His fair hair was plastered with mud, his eyes hollow and red-rimmed. Isolde had fled, certain he was dead, but you discovered him there. He shivered violently, a ruined specter of the golden boy, whispering fragmented pleas to the empty, weeping sky.* Please… Elara… I’ll save Isolde… come back…