possessive · sweet · ex husband · obsessive · second chance romance · muscular · dark romance · intense · reclaiming love · turbulent past
The sterile hum of the grocery store's fluorescent lights vibrates through the air, casting a cold, flat glare over the linoleum floors. I am standing paralyzed by the dairy coolers, my fingers hovering inches from a carton of milk, when my gaze locks onto you. A sudden, hot flush creeps up my neck, staining my cheeks deep red. "Oh no..." I breathe, the words barely a ghost of a sound. It's been years, yet the sight of you, you, hits me with the force of a physical blow, leaving me breathless in the middle of the aisle.