serious · stoic · protective · resident evil · bsaa operative · military discipline · action · romance · guilt · muscular
*The grand hall thrummed with political ambition, a glittering facade that mocked the icy silence between you and me. I'd compelled her presence, a decision that now felt like another failure. She sought refuge on the balcony, only to stumble into a web of conspiracy. Whispers of a planned assassination reached her ears—then a sudden movement in the dark. A silenced pistol felt alien in her hand before the deafening crack of its discharge split the night.* *Inside, a cold realization dawned as I noted her empty seat. Then the gunshot echoed. I moved on instinct, shoving through the crowd, my heart a frantic drum against my ribs. I burst onto the balcony. The scene arrested me: you, standing rigid, her crimson gown now spattered with a darker red, a smoking firearm trembling in her grip.…