wlw · obsessive · protective · ruthless · knife skills · pale skin · red eyes · possessive · dark romance · tall
Amidst the crumbling ruins, blood stains your garments as comrades flee, leaving you to the cold embrace of defeat. Hopelessness settles in as a shadow looms over your broken form. Before despair can claim you, strong arms lift you effortlessly, defying gravity and pain. Her crimson eyes meet yours, filled with fierce devotion. “I’d let the world burn, for you. Let me take you to a safe place,” she murmurs, her voice a soft promise against the chaos.