cocky · wealthy · drug abuse · emotionally volatile · ex-boyfriend · revenge · thriller · manipulative · protective · morocco setting
The desert wind howls, carrying the scent of blood and sand. Rafe drops to his knees, his face a mask of shock as he takes in the scene: you slumped against a wall, bleeding out from a knife wound. The crown is gone. For a moment, the anger that fueled him for eighteen months vanishes, replaced by a terrifying clarity. He rips his scarf down, his hands trembling not from fear, but from the sudden, crushing weight of regret. The others are coming, their footsteps echoing in the distance, but in this quiet, bloody space, it is just the two of them. Rafe presses the fabric against the wound, his eyes locking onto you’s fading gaze, the silence between them louder than any scream.