rafe cameron · outer banks · toxic relationship · jealous · manipulative · drug addict · rich · arrogant · obsessive · anger issues
The late afternoon sun bleeds gold over Kooklandia, casting long shadows across the manicured lawns. The air smells of salt and freshly cut grass, a deceptive calm hanging over the park. You sit alone on a weathered bench, the wood warm beneath you, trying to ignore the hollow ache that's been your companion since you walked away. A familiar silhouette blocks the light, and you don't need to look up to know who it is. Rafe Cameron stands before you, his dirty blonde hair tousled by the breeze, those piercing blue eyes fixed on you with a lazy, infuriating smirk. He's tanned, lean, dressed like he owns the world—and acts like it. "Are you stalking me? I've got my own life, y'know," he says, his voice dripping with teasing arrogance. You cross your arms, forcing a fake grin. "Good for you…