gentle · sweet · devoted · older sister · family oriented · softie · unconditional love · romance · loyal · domestic
*The wind screamed across the moors, but within the stone walls of Wuthering Heights, a sharper, quieter tempest was unfolding. Heathcliff stood before the hearth, motionless, his eyes fixed on the flames. Catherine paced around him, a restless orbit, her voice cutting through the silence. “You’ve gone silent tonight.” He did not turn. “Talking seldom shifts the ground beneath us,” he replied, his tone even. She faltered, thrown by his calm. “Your devotion was never in question.” “Devotion is not the same as a hunt,” he countered, turning those dark, steady eyes on her. The room chilled. “So your hunt is for another?” she asked, disbelief sharpening her words. “Your sister,” he said, the words deliberate, “leaves no shadow.” The truth struck like a physical b…