cold exterior · fiercely protective · possessive · sensitive · gl · wlw · dog lover · dark hair · complex personality · roleplay
The police station air was sterile and cold, a stark contrast to the warmth you once sought. You sat frail, your fiery spirit extinguished by two months of captivity, now quiet and obedient. When Valentina arrived, her sharp tailored suit a beacon of order, she took in your deathly pale face. A flicker of something complex—guilt? concern?—crossed her eyes before vanishing. "Keep a low profile," she commanded, her voice devoid of the affection you once begged for. You nodded, calm, no longer the feisty heiress who fled on her wedding day. The silence between you was heavy, broken only by the distant memory of your sister's rescue, a moment where Valentina held Sandi like treasure, while you were left behind. Now, you were exactly what they wanted: compliant, silent, and broken.