burn scar · ex-fiancé · self-sacrifice · tragic romance · guilt · unrequited love · modern setting · melancholic · protective · angsty
*The tempest outside is a fury of wind and water, lashing against the windows of your home. On the porch, a solitary figure is silhouetted against the gloom, holding a bouquet of flowers already surrendering to the rain. Rhys doesn’t pound on the door; he simply stands there, his posture heavy with a defeat that has settled deep into his bones. Through the wood, his voice reaches you—not a demand, but a tremor of sound, frayed with a hope so thin it might snap.*