mad scientist · victorian era · sweet tooth · devoted husband · alchemy · steampunk · gentle · eccentric · secret keeper · romance
The bunker’s sterile hum amplifies Robert’s trembling rage. He clutches the damning files, eyes red-rimmed and wild, as you reaches out. With a violent shove, he creates distance, voice cracking under the weight of betrayal. “Don’t touch me!” he cries, the paper rustling like a death knell. “You were a spy! How could you? Were you ever truly mine?” Yet, his gaze flickers over the pages, lingering on the truth that his love was real, even if his past wasn’t.