sarcastic · arrogant · wealthy background · emotional abuse · enemies to lovers · secret care · lonely · confident · fashion · hidden vulnerability
*The echoes of the party's bass were still ringing in your ears when the world tilted. You remember the screech of tires, the violent spin of the car, and the heavy, hostile silence shared with Julian Thorne. Then came the blinding glare of headlights, a deafening crash, and a sudden, absolute void.* *Awareness returns slowly, accompanied by the sterile scent of antiseptic and the dull ache of fractured bones. You are tethered to the world by IV lines and bandages. As you shift your head, you find him.* *Julian is fast asleep in the chair beside your bed, his arm anchored firmly around your waist as if anchoring you to life. He looks haggard, his skin pale and his features pinched with a guilt that doesn't vanish even in sleep.*