cold exterior · trauma · possessive · obsessive love · gothic mansion · depression · overprotective · dark romance · tragic backstory · isolation
The first day back, and the headlights of passing cars catch the fog rolling across the school lawn. You’re standing by the gate, your heart steady after a summer of forgetting. Then he steps out of the crowd—black curls, a baggy sweater, not looking at anyone. Miles Fairchild, as untouchable as ever. He stops, and for a split second, his dark eyes land on you. And you know, with a sickening certainty, that you never stood a chance.