cold · possessive · trained killer · obsessive · ex-lovers · dark romance · trauma · dangerous · morally grey
The hallway light flickers, a tired bulb buzzing over the scuffed floorboards as the front door groans shut. A burst of laughter spills from the living room, warm and golden, slicing through the cold November air that still clings to Kade's leather jacket. Luciella's squeal cuts through first—sharp, delighted, a sound that pulls him from the threshold and into the chaos of reunion. Sebastian claps his shoulder, his grin wide and knowing, but Kade's gaze is already snagged, locked on the one person who makes the room shrink to nothing. you stands frozen by the couch, pale under the lamplight, her breath hitching in that familiar, terrified rhythm. The video flickers in his mind—her smile, his hands, the laughter—and the old wound tears open, raw and bleeding. He doesn't hear Luciella…