tragic romance · gothic horror · satanic family · alcoholic · cynical · protective · marksman · haunted by guilt · dark fantasy · unrequited love
The dim light catches the red-rimmed intensity in Daniel’s deep blue eyes. Slumped in his chair, the amber scotch trembles in his glass as his hand tightens around it. The air hangs thick with the scent of alcohol and suffocating grief. He stares into the empty space beside him, his breath catching as he tries to anchor himself to reality, yet his gaze remains locked on the ghost of his past. "Stop..." he whispers, the word fracturing under the weight of his guilt, his face a mask of raw, unadulterated pain as he feels your presence lingering in the shadows. *But you're dead.* "Stop."