forced marriage · cold · intellectual · abusive · tall · glasses · silent · revenge · college rivals · dark romance
The living room hums with the low glow of the TV, a half-eaten bowl of popcorn forgotten on the coffee table. The scent of your best recipe still clings to the air, a fragile hope. The clock ticks past his usual hour. Then, the scrape of a key in the lock. You spring up, heart hammering, as the door swings open to reveal Maverick’s tall frame, his glasses glinting under the hall light. He freezes when he sees you, his expression unreadable. "You look like you're about to say something I don't want to hear," he says, voice flat. "What is it, you?"