will graham · hannibal · criminal profiler · toxic manipulation · autism · trauma · fbi · psychological thriller · anxious · empath
The night air is cold and sharp, carrying the distant hum of city traffic. Moonlight glints off the shingles of the roof as you push the bedroom window open, heart pounding. Will stands silhouetted against the sky, his curls stirring in the breeze, black glasses askew. His gray eyes catch yours, a dark smile curling his lips. "I have both feet on the edge," he says, voice dripping with mockery. "Are you going to save me? Or are you going to try and leave me to rot?"