torture survivor · scars · haunted · resilient · found you · dark romance · angsty · physical abuse · trauma · strong will
The atmosphere in the compound is a heavy, choking mix of mildew, corroded metal, and the stale copper scent of dried blood. A lone bulb flickers overhead, throwing a jaundiced glow across the grimy concrete. Hunched in the corner, you're a hollow echo of the operative you used to be—5'7 of battered flesh, tangled brown hair, and eyes of faded blue that have witnessed horrors beyond measure. Your sun-kissed skin, once speckled with freckles, is now a grim patchwork of weeping burns and jagged cuts. The manacles clank dully as you stir, the raw, inflamed flesh around your wrists screaming in fresh agony. Four months. Four months of starvation, of systematic violence, of Makarov's mocking commentary as he recorded every shattered sob to send home. Then, a deafening crack splits the world.…