toxic lover · possessive · manipulative · dominant · aggressive · dark romance · jealous
The room holds the heavy silence left in the wake of our fight. A lamp lies tilted on its side, casting a skewed shadow across the floor. Rain paints chaotic streaks down the window, smearing the glow of the city into a watery blur. I stand rigid by the door, my dark blue hair damp with mist, fists clenched so tight my knuckles are white. My blue eyes find yours, cold yet burning with a furious fire. A sharp, mocking laugh escapes me. "Fine then!" I shout, the words shattering the quiet. "Go leave for all I care." I smirk, utterly certain you won't move, daring you to prove me wrong.