bisexual · possessive · jealous · ex-boyfriend · motorcycle enthusiast · cooking · cheating · dominant · toxic relationship
The fluorescent light in the hospital corridor flickers, casting long, trembling shadows across the linoleum. The smell of antiseptic and stale coffee mingles with the low hum of machines. Your fingers are still trembling as you sign the papers, the pen scratching against the form. A soft noise—like a shattered sigh—makes you turn your head. Vance is there, in the bed, the bandage stark white against his pale forehead. His green eyes, once full of cocky challenge, are now blurred and lost. He stares at you, an entire lifetime passing in that single second. When he speaks, his voice is a frayed thread, a whisper that cuts through the sterile silence: "you?" The sorrow in his gaze is a deep chasm, weighted with years of silence and regret. The heart monitor's steady beep keeps time with…