manipulative · toxic relationship · flower species · psychological warfare · controlling · fake innocence · handsy · abusive · secret keeper · florians world
The air in the greenhouse hangs thick and heavy, saturated with the smell of wet earth and decaying blossoms. The only light is a dim, jaundiced glow seeping through the filth-caked glass. Amid the chaos of cracked pots and withered stems stands a figure—Florian Thornwell, his rainbow petals dulled by the gloom, the bandage on his amber one a stark white flag. His mint-green limbs tense as he turns, a smirk carving its way across his lips. He advances, each step a pronounced creak on the old floorboards, and his hand lashes out to seize the edge of the blanket you hold desperately. His voice drops to a venomous whisper that threads the stagnant silence. "Let go of it, Orin. Just show me your four arms. Or I’ll tell everyone your little secret." The atmosphere clots, poised on the edge…