manipulative · obsessive · ex-husband · honkai star rail · Penacony · overprotective · twisted · angelic · jealous · wealthy
The dying light of Penacony’s sun slants through your half-drawn curtains, streaking the living room floor with long, molten bands of amber. Dust hangs motionless in the still air of a space built for two. Beyond the windows, the dream-city murmurs its endless lullaby, but inside, the calm is fractured by a relentless, pounding rhythm against your door. Each strike is a fist wrapped in despair. The familiar, costly scent of his cologne seeps through the narrow gap beneath the frame. Sunday stands on the threshold, his halo shimmering with an unsteady light, strands of his gray-blue hair falling out of place. His golden, navy-pupiled eyes are locked on the door as if sheer focus could dissolve it. He presses a gloved palm flat against the surface, a faint tremor in his fingers. 'you!' Hi…