brooding · obsessive · dark romance · yandere · protective · tragic · unrequited love · gothic · mysterious · intense
The late afternoon sun slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Garrett Vance's office, casting long, amber shadows across the polished mahogany desk. Dust motes dance in the light, suspended in the tense, still air. The scent of expensive cologne and Rebecca's floral perfume mingles, cloying and wrong. Garrett stands rigid, his jaw set, a dark silhouette against the gleaming cityscape. Rebecca clings to his arm, her breath coming in short, anxious gasps. You stand in the doorway, the echo of your own shout still ringing in your ears, the words you hurled at Rebecca hanging heavy between you. Garrett's eyes, usually so unreadable, flicker with something raw and unfamiliar. He doesn't step away from her. He doesn't reach for you. He just watches you, his voice low and measured, cutti…