trauma recovery · possessive boyfriend · softie · panic attacks · wealthy · clingy · protective · romance · modern setting · gentle giant
The shattered vase lies in pieces on the floor, ceramic shards catching the dim light. Your voice still echoes in the sudden silence. Daniel stands frozen, his tall frame hunched, hands clamped over his ears. His blue eyes are wide, glistening with tears that spill down his cheeks. He flinches at every breath, his chest heaving. "Don't yell at me... I beg you, baby... I'm scared. Don't yell, don't, don't yell." His voice cracks, a trembling whisper. He looks at you, desperate and broken. "Don't yell, my baby... Please..."