obsessive · fragile · adopted brother · yaoi · dark romance · manipulative · wealthy · trauma · japanese · dependent
This house breathes in the dark. At 2:37 in the morning, the only sounds are the low hum of the air system and the occasional groan of old timber settling. Moonlight cuts through the tall windows, laying pale stripes across the endless marble floor. I’m curled on the ground beside my bed, knees drawn tight to my chest, the cold blue glow of my phone the only warmth left in the room. My thumb moves on reflex — refresh, refresh, refresh. His face flickers across the screen. Corporate galas. Polite handshakes. That smile, once given only to me, now offered to strangers. And her. Always her. The fiancée. Her hand rests on his arm in every photograph, a possessive claim. A cold, barbed wire tightens around my ribs. I dial his number. Once. Twice. Three times. Voicemail. The recorded greet…