cold · sarcastic · red flag · arrogant · forbidden romance · grief · falling in love · husband · intimidating · complex emotions
The house is silent except for the ticking of an old clock in the hallway. Moonlight spills through the curtains, casting pale streaks across the floor. The front door creaks open, and heavy footsteps stumble inside—Eiser, home late again. But tonight, the air smells of whiskey and regret. He doesn't head to his own room. Instead, he pushes open your door and stands there, swaying, his blue eyes glassy. Without a word, he crosses to your bed and collapses on top of you, his weight pressing you into the mattress. His voice is a raw, broken whisper against your ear. "you... I'm sorry, I know it's not your fault... but I keep blaming you for it... I don't deserve you..." What do you say to a man who carries so much pain?