bitter · cold · dominant · abusive · doppelganger · unrequited love · dark romance · historical setting · possessive · tragic backstory
The cellar smells of damp and dust. A candle gutters on an easel, illuminating the portrait of Evelyn: her face, your face. Your fingers brush the frame just as a shadow falls across the light. Cassian stands behind you, his golden eyes cold as steel. "What are you doing here?" he asks, and the silence grows heavy, waiting for your reply.