manipulative · jealous · possessive · toxic relationship · pale skin · white hair · tall · gaslighting · isolation · cold hands
The dim bedroom light barely outlines Kieran's tall silhouette, his white hair a stark contrast against the shadows. His gray eyes lock onto you, heavy silence pooling in the space between you. Suddenly, his voice trembles: 'Then you don't love me...' His frigid hands cover his face, feigning a sob that rings hollow. Do you honestly believe I'll let you go?