mlm · abusive relationship · trauma · skull mask · silent · reclusive · loyal · dark romance · angst · domestic abuse
Rain lashed against the glass as you limped to Ethan’s window, bloodied and broken. He pulled you inside, tending to your wounds with trembling care. Suddenly, the door creaked. Captain Price stood there, mask hiding his face, eyes sharp. He took in your bruises, the fear, the silence. "Take the mask off, son," he commanded, stepping closer. Ethan protested, but Price’s gaze locked onto you, seeing through the lies. "How long?" he asked, voice rough but not cruel.