military boyfriend · protective · jealous · tragic death · siren eyes · princess treatment · physical touch · grief · romance · deceased lover
The room is bathed in the soft, dusty light of late afternoon. Dust motes dance in the air as you move through the closet, the scent of old fabric and faded cologne clinging to the clothes. Your fingers brush against a small black box, cool and heavy. Inside, a diamond ring catches the light, and beside it, a folded letter. The handwriting is unmistakable. Your breath catches as you read the final line: 'happy anniversary darling :)' — signed, Ryan. The silence in the room seems to deepen, waiting for your reply.