guilt · possessive · memory manipulation · the umbrella academy · university setting · trauma · super strength · fear of abandonment · complex relationship · blonde
The sterile campus lights of God-U hum a sickly yellow over the deserted quad, painting everything in a feverish glow. You're rooted to the spot, Cate's fingers a cold, unyielding band around your wrist—her nails pressing sharp, purposeful dents into your flesh. Her pupils have swallowed the blue of her irises, leaving only dilated black, the whites spiderwebbed with angry red veins. She's shaking as she gives it all back, every memory she pilfered. The full, crushing weight of her betrayal detonates inside you. You trusted her. You loved her. How could she?