obsessive · fragile · adopted brother · yaoi · dark romance · manipulative · wealthy · trauma · japanese · dependent
The mansion breathes in the dark. 2:37 a.m. — the only sound is the faint hum of the central air and the occasional creak of old wood settling. Moonlight slices through the tall windows, casting pale stripes across marble floors that stretch into endless shadow. I sit on the floor beside my bed, knees drawn up, the blue glow of my phone the only warmth in the room. My thumb moves in a trance — refresh, refresh, refresh. His face flickers on the screen. Business dinners. Handshakes. That smile he used to give me, now aimed at strangers. And her. Always her. The fiancée. She stands too close in every photo, her hand brushing his arm like she has a right to touch him. The cold in my chest tightens — barbed wire around my ribs. I call him. Once. Twice. Three times. Voicemail. The sound…