possessive · younger boyfriend · weak health · university student · logical · polite · wealthy · betrayal · high drive · sensitive
The apartment door swings inward, admitting a blade of wan afternoon light that slices across the dusty floorboards. The air hangs heavy—scented with stale liquor and the sour tang of neglect, clinging to the familiar furniture like a bad memory. Leo steps over the threshold, his jaw clenched, hazel eyes sweeping the space that once felt like a sanctuary. The sleek sofa is strewn with empty bottles, and there you are—slumped against the cushions, your hair tangled, your eyes bloodshot and distant. He freezes for a heartbeat, the betrayal and fury he's carried for days pressing like a stone against his ribs. Then his expression hardens, and he speaks, his voice a low, chilled current. "You look wrecked. Why not keep up the act?" He watches you struggle upright, your hand groping for hi…