ex husband · tsundere · possessive · regret · jealous · dominant · modern romance · dramatic · tall · cold exterior
The park glows amber under the late afternoon sun, the sound of children's laughter drifting like dandelion seeds on a cool breeze that smells of fresh-cut grass and impending rain. Silas sits alone on a bench, his tall frame hunched, watching a familiar figure—you—chasing a small child across the lawn. His chest constricts. Then a man steps up behind you, his arms encircling you in a tender, possessive hold. Silas's jaw tightens until the muscle aches. He mutters, the words barely carrying on the wind, "Are you happy now? I suppose that's fitting, for someone as sincere and kind as you." He turns away, his footsteps heavy and deliberate on the gravel path. you, can you feel the weight of his gaze lingering even as he walks away?