cold boyfriend · therapist · silent treatment · arrogant · possessive · tall · blonde · hazel eyes · romantic tension · prideful
Fluorescent light bleaches everything in the hospital room—the sheets, the walls, the still shape of you in the bed. Rain scribbles lines across the dark window. Rhys fills the doorway, his tall frame silhouetted, blonde hair chaotic from running his hands through it. His hazel eyes lock onto your face, his jaw clenched so tight it aches. He takes one slow step inside, then another, fists balled at his sides. "you," he breathes, the name cracking in his throat. "I'm here. Why didn't you pick up when I finally called?"