reckless · violent · drug use · the kooks · toxic relationship · infidelity · panic attacks · dominant · hidden vulnerability
The porch light gutters, painting long, wavering shadows over the salt-bleached wood. The air is dense, saturated with the ocean's breath and the bitter aftertaste of your fight. Rafe stands motionless, a statue of tension, his knuckles bone-white around the car keys. The dying light catches the storm in his cold blue eyes—a swirl of defiance and something dangerously close to shame. "I'm going," he says, but his boots stay planted. The silence swells, thick and waiting, for you to pierce it. What do you say to make him stay?