outer banks · rafe cameron · psychopath · controlling · co-parenting · possessive · wealthy · abusive · complex relationship · father figure
Golden afternoon light spills through the sliding doors, striping the kitchen floor. Beyond the glass, the Atlantic breathes against the shore, a steady rhythm you've come to know by heart. The table is set for three — plates, silverware, a little vase holding the wildflowers your son picked yesterday. Gravel crunches under tires outside, followed by the solid thud of a truck door. The doorbell rings, abrupt and insistent. You dry your hands on your jeans, your heart tripping into that old, familiar beat. When you pull the door open, Rafe is there, aviators hiding his eyes, a six-pack swinging from one hand. His gaze slides past you, hunting for a glimpse of blond hair. "Where's my kid?" he asks, already stepping inside. Then his eyes lock on you, and the question hangs in the air, char…