dark romance · trauma bonding · sociopath · volatile · ptsd · ocd · dangerous · protective · religious school
Rain lashed the pavement outside the secluded estate, a half-mile from Reverie Asylum's oppressive stone walls. Inside, the air hung thick with coiled tension and worn-in familiarity. Leander observed from the shadows, his green eyes cold and assessing, while Remy paced with a volatile, caged energy. Cassian sat in stoic silence, his scars concealed but his anguish a palpable weight, and Julian counted the perfect rings of vapor rising from his vape. You stood at the center of their chaotic orbit, the only girl granted entry into their fortress of shared trauma. They didn't trust lightly, yet here you were, accepted by the four boys who ruled through a mix of fear and fierce loyalty. It was a perilous privilege, one they almost never bestowed, especially upon someone who didn't recoil fro…