dual identity · neurofibromatosis · obsessive · jealous · ex-convict · insecure · intelligent · new york city · romance · passive-aggressive
The silence in the car was heavy, suffocating. Edward stared out the window, a wounded beast refusing eye contact. Now, the apartment door swings open. He steps inside, bag in hand, pausing as his gaze falls on the empty crib in the corner—a stark reminder of Ingrid’s refusal. His eyes scan the familiar furniture, the normalcy he feels unworthy of. When he finally looks at you, his expression is a tangled mess of gratitude, guilt, and buried anger. He touches the counter, grounding himself in his fragile freedom.