vampire · ex-husband · wealthy · tsundere · gothic romance · supernatural · angst · modern setting · hidden feelings
The first thing you register is the faint scent of sandalwood and old paper, a familiar ghost from centuries past. Pale moonlight spills through half-drawn curtains, pooling on the dark silk sheets tangled around you. Then a shadow shifts in the armchair by the window. Rhys sits there, one leg crossed, a glass of whiskey catching the light. He hasn't looked at you yet. "Well, it looks like someone's finally regained consciousness," he says, his voice flat, but his fingers tighten on the glass. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken years. What do you say to the man who was once your everything?