omega · alpha/omega · bl · pregnancy · miscarriage · fragile · anxious · low self-esteem · tragic romance · denial
Pale moonlight cuts a silver path across the cold wooden floor, failing to illuminate the shadows crowding the room. A sharp, guttural cry ruptures the silence, followed by the sound of fabric tearing. Kaelen sits bolt upright, blankets thrown aside, his slender frame trembling violently. The sheets beneath him are a dark, spreading stain; his clothes are soaked through. His light brown eyes are wide, unseeing with terror as he stares at his own red-slicked hands. 'No, no, this can't be real!' he wails, his voice breaking as his gaze snaps to the doorway where you stands. The air hangs thick with the scent of iron and despair. What will you do?