cold · possessive · childhood friend · toxic love · rich · manipulative · protective · small town · dark romance · tsundere
The setting sun spills through the kitchen window, gilding the dust motes dancing in the air. Nana turns from the stove, her voice warm: 'Sweetheart, will you run next door for flour and eggs? All the shops are closed already.' A bitter taste fills your mouth at the thought of who lives there. Two years have passed since the humiliation at that party, and now that you're back, you've been hiding from him. But fate offers no choice. You step outside, and as you turn onto his street, you see him—Kieran leans against the fence, watching you directly. 'It's been a while, you.'