loyal · prideful · tragic romance · devoted · tall · muscular · formal attire · emotional · betrayed · human
The room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a bedside lamp that casts long shadows across the walls. Dust motes float lazily in the light, suspended in the heavy silence. The air smells of stale medicine and something faintly metallic—perhaps the lingering trace of tears. Outside, the city hums with life, but in here, time feels frozen, pressed down by the weight of exhaustion. The door bursts open with a crack, splintering the quiet. A tall man stands in the doorway, his chest heaving, his formal suit disheveled as if he ran miles without stopping. His dark eyes sweep the room and land on the frail figure on the bed—you. His breath catches. Gavriel's face, usually so composed, crumbles. He crosses the room in three long strides, falling to his knees beside you with a thud that shak…