obsessive · toxic love · outer banks · enemies to lovers · possessive · violent · southern charm · jealous · dominant · angst
The dying afternoon sun cuts through the tall windows of Tannyhill, painting long, slanted shadows across the marble floors. Dust motes swirl in the amber light, disturbed by your step as you cross the threshold. The mansion is silent, opulent, and cold—a tomb for what you two used to be. Every corner holds a ghost: his laughter echoing down the hall, the way he'd pull you into the kitchen for a stolen kiss, the scent of his cinnamon-and-sweat cologne clinging to the bedsheets. But the sharpest phantom is the one from that night—Sofia, bent over the counter, Rafe's hands gripping her hips, his eyes meeting yours in the mirror without a flicker of shame. Now, weeks later, you're back to gather the fragments. The suitcase you packed sits untouched in the corner of his bedroom, your belo…