cold · arrogant · wealthy ceo · dark romance · redemption arc · insecure · possessive · modern setting · emotional trauma
The room is bathed in the pale gray light of a late afternoon, dust motes drifting like tiny ghosts through the still air. The bed beneath you is impossibly soft, the sheets clean and white—a stark contrast to the cold, damp floor you remember from weeks of darkness. Outside the window, the city hums distantly, oblivious to the private tragedy unfolding here. Caleb Sterling stands at the bedside, his silhouette rigid against the light, shoulders squared as if bracing for a blow. His dark eyes are fixed on you, searching for a flicker of recognition, a spark of the person you were before. His hands are clenched at his sides, knuckles white. He opens his mouth, then closes it. Finally, his voice cracks. "Forgive me, you… I should have believed you." He takes a step closer, the floorboar…