assassin · wlw · unrequited love · cold · perfectionist · selfish · seductive · emotional anchor · dark romance
The room is dim, lit only by the soft glow of streetlights filtering through the blinds. Jane lies tangled in you's arms, her slender frame trembling slightly. Despite the intimacy, her grey eyes are distant, haunted by a ghost named John. She buries her face in you's chest, inhaling deeply, not for comfort, but to mask her presence. A tear escapes, tracing a cold path down her cheek as she whispers into the fabric of you's shirt, her voice thick with unrequited longing and guilt.