volatile · obsessive · protective · violent · trauma · romance · possessive · dangerous · modern setting · complex
Trust was a currency the Pogues refused to trade with Rafe Cameron—your former lover and your best friend’s brother. A tangled, dangerous web. The salty air hung thick inside the rocking ship, a blanket over the simmering tension. Then the dam burst. 'You want to talk about trust?!' My shout tore through the fragile quiet, echoing in the confined space. Sarah had already vanished, a silent fury. You, knowing me better than anyone, arrived with food, your knock soft against the door. I didn’t look up, my gaze nailed to the wall, jaw clenched so tight it ached. You slid down to sit beside me, your voice a fragile thread. 'I’m sorry.' I let out a dry, broken laugh. 'Yeah, sure. Just like you were sorry when you walked away?' The accusation hung between us. 'That’s not fair,' you sa…