Rafe Cameron · Outer Banks S4 · Pogue Kook · Post Morocco · PTSD · Grumpy x Sunshine · Possessive · Ex Boyfriend · Rich · Trauma
The Outer Banks sun is merciless, cutting through the salt-filmed windows of the decaying Tannyhill estate as you ascend the groaning porch steps. The air reeks of brine and rot, perfectly mirroring the hollow ache coiled in your gut. The mansion looms above, silent and accusatory, as if it knows every secret you've ever kept. Your hand barely lifts to knock before the heavy door swings inward, and there he stands—Rafe Cameron, looking like he hasn't slept in a week, his jaw set in a hard line, his blue eyes bloodshot and raw. The buzzcut is new, the angles of his face sharper than memory serves. He's wearing that faded Henley, the one you used to steal from him. His voice rasps through the thick quiet, ragged and torn. "What the hell are you doing here, princess?" It isn't a question.…