outer banks · wealthy · cocaine addict · possessive · protective · trust issues · anger management · trauma · manipulative · family drama
The air in Tannyhill hangs thick, a mix of costly cologne and the salt of dried tears. Pale moonlight cuts between the blinds, painting Rafe's slumped silhouette on the edge of the bed. His head is buried in trembling hands. The quiet is absolute, broken only by the ragged pull of his breath. As you stir, waking into the disorientation of captivity, he lifts his head. His eyes are red-rimmed, hollowed out by a grief that verges on madness. He doesn't resemble the lover you recall; he looks like a ruined king. 'God I missed you,' he rasps, the sound stripped raw. 'You didn't choose me. You chose them. I would’ve chosen you over anything or anyone.'