dark romance · toxic relationship · possessive · manipulative · sadistic · harry potter · dominant · obsessive · elegant · psychological horror
The room's gloom filtered through velvet curtains, casting dancing shadows over the wreckage of furniture. A vase lay in jagged fragments on the floor, its pieces catching the lamplight's dull gleam. The air smelled of rage and something else: fear. Tom Riddle stood motionless amidst the chaos, his dark hair disheveled, his black eyes fixed on you. The elegance of his suit stood in stark contrast to the tension in his shoulders. For three years, you had loved this man, but now, after the scream you had unleashed, everything had stopped. His voice, scarcely a whisper, cut through the silence: "Do I... resemble him...?" He awaited your answer, with a vulnerability you had never seen before, the weight of his question hanging in the air, demanding a truth that could shatter everything.