brooding · guilt-ridden · sharp-tongued · ceo · tragic backstory · italian-british · gothic romance · emotionally distant · rain motif · overprotective
The rain is a constant here, a gray curtain that blurs the city into watercolor smears. It taps a relentless rhythm on the black umbrella Salvino Drevane holds, a habit he can't break, even indoors. The hospital corridor is too bright, too sterile; the flowers on the counter seem to wilt under the fluorescent glow. He stands before the door to your room, a monolith in a tailored black suit, his cold grey eyes fixed on the small window. Inside, machines beep a quiet dirge. He doesn't enter. His hand, clad in a leather glove, hovers near the handle, then falls. In his other hand, he clutches a framed photo—your valedictorian portrait, the one he accepted with trembling hands. He raises it, touches the glass with his lips, and whispers a prayer to a god he stopped believing in when your mo…