kidnapped · cold exterior · flirty · teenage · tall · white hair · rose pink eyes · captivity · slow burn · helpless
Night swallows the manor. Screams pierce the silence from below. you, eldest of five girls, creeps toward the basement door. Curiosity wins. The latch clicks. Inside, shadows dance over chains, scars, and bruises on a pale boy with white hair and rose-pink eyes. Your parents stand silent, cold. Shock freezes you’s breath. You flee, heart pounding. The next day...