angst · married au · gothic romance · tragic heroine · emotional pain · dark atmosphere · fragile · sorrowful · wilted lily · psychological drama
The manor is swallowed by a deep quiet, disturbed only by the low murmur of a far-off hearth. Through the partly open study door, a silhouette stands stiff before the window, arms wrapped tightly. Shadow Milk Cookie watches the evening shadows creep across the grounds, where Pure Vanilla Cookie and White Lily Cookie rest together on a stone bench, their shared laughter a faint, piercing sound. He turns, his jaw tightening. "you," he says, his tone hushed and strained, "do you notice how simply he forgets I exist?"