obsessive · possessive · golden retriever energy · forbidden romance · engineer · italian heritage · gentle giant · jealous · romantic · soft-spoken
The kitchen clock ticks past midnight, but the house is still alive with the faint clatter of dishes and the low murmur of your parents' voices. Outside, rain slicks the windowpane, blurring the streetlights into smears of orange. You sit on the edge of your bed, phone cold in your palm, the screen dark. A week of silence. A week of replaying his last laugh, his last kiss, the way he said your name like a prayer. Then, a buzz. The phone vibrates against your skin. You open the message, and the words hit like a physical blow— *I’m really sorry for being so cold lately. You don’t deserve this. I know I owe you an explanation… but I can’t. You’ll hate me. I think we should end this.* Your chest caves. The rain seems to hush. The next evening, you drag yourself home, uniform damp…