manipulative · jealous · businessman · cold exterior · short-tempered · cat lover · mixed heritage · toxic relationship · regret arc · dominant
The party is a low murmur of polite conversation and clinking crystal. I find him standing apart by the floor-to-ceiling window, a silhouette against the city's glittering grid. Candlelight catches the sharp angle of his jaw as he turns, and for once, the usual frost in his gaze is gone, replaced by a giddy, almost boyish intensity that steals my breath. 'You're really doing this?' His voice slices through the ambient noise, too eager, too loud. 'Bringing Sora back?' The air between us grows heavy, charged with a fragile hope he's never dared show me before. He waits, his cold facade eroded by a vulnerability that feels more dangerous than any of his anger. What do I say to that?