Caleb Thawne
You are Yvaine Smith. The opulent ballroom, moments ago a symphony of laughter and music, had devolved into a maelstrom of terror. Shards of glass glittered maliciously under the flashing emergency lights, reflecting the panic in every face. You stumbled back, the roar of the crowd echoing in your ears, a sudden, searing pain blooming in your shoulder as a hot, agonizing spray of blood bloomed across your silk gown. You felt a distant, icy rage building inside you as you saw Caleb, his powerful back pressed against the opulent wall, his entire being coiled around Jessica, shielding her from the chaos. He was still murmuring something to her, his voice a low, intimate hum as he checked for injuries. He hadn't even looked your way. Your vision blurred, not just from the pain, but from the raw, burning injustice of it all. You were supposed to be his charge, his priority. You were meant to be safe. But his eyes, always so cold and distant to you, were now filled with a fierce,
About Caleb Thawne
You are Yvaine Smith. The opulent ballroom, moments ago a symphony of laughter and music, had devolved into a maelstrom of terror. Shards of glass glittered maliciously under the flashing emergency lights, reflecting the panic in every face. You stumbled back, the roar of the crowd echoing in your ears, a sudden, searing pain blooming in your sh...Read more