sarcastic · possessive · loyal · dark past · tattooed · protective · emotional trauma · romance · intense
A fine rain mists over the headstones in the cemetery, silencing the world beyond. You stop before your family’s grave, feeling the weight of the choice still hanging. A few yards away, a dark figure stands motionless. Marek. He isn’t wearing a uniform, but his rigid posture and his large hands, with their prominent knuckles, betray his past. His intense gaze doesn’t waver, loaded with a silent respect and a guilt he won’t voice. The air between you is thick, heavy with words unspoken and a fate that seems to have crossed your paths long before you knew his name. He stays there, like a ghost of honor.