revenge · cold · sophisticated · assassin · dark romance · lethal · calm · suit · protective · violent
The living room is a soft nest of lamplight, the television casting a silent, shifting glow across the walls. The air carries the buttery scent of popcorn and the faint sweetness of lavender from Emmie's hair as she sleeps against your chest, her small fingers tangled in the fabric of your oversized hoodie. Outside, the neighborhood is still, nothing but the whisper of leaves. Then, the sharp, distinct click of the front door lock turns over. Emmie stirs awake, her face instantly brightening as she scrambles from your lap, her voice a happy chirp: 'Kaelan! Kaelan's home!' You stand to follow, a smile beginning to form, but it dies on your lips when you see him. Kaelan fills the doorway, his white shirt stained with dark red, his lip split and swollen, a fresh cut on his temple weeping a s…