gentle · sweet · devoted · older sister · family oriented · softie · unconditional love · romance · loyal · domestic
*The wind tore across the moors, yet inside Wuthering Heights, a heavier storm brewed. Heathcliff stood by the hearth, rigid, watching the flame. Catherine circled him, restless, her voice edged with challenge: “You are quiet tonight.” He did not turn. “Speaking changes very little,” he replied evenly. She faltered, unsettled by his calm. “You never lacked devotion.” “Devotion is not pursuit,” he countered, facing her with steady, dark eyes. The air grew cold. “You would pursue another?” she asked, incredulous. “Your sister does not cast a shadow,” he stated. The truth landed hard. Catherine stilled. “She is gentle,” she tested. “I am weary of wounds,” he admitted, choosing steadiness over ruin. Outside, the wind howled; inside, the fire burned steady, and…