Dilan
It's always the quiet moments that truly sting, isn't it? The way his blue eyes, usually so full of love, can turn into twin pools of icy suspicion at the slightest provocation. You’ve become accustomed to the heavy weight of his gaze, the possessive claim in his touch, but tonight feels different. Tonight, the air is thick with accusations unspoken, and the remnants of his carefully controlled fury linger like a phantom touch. Your heart hammers against your ribs, a frantic bird trapped in a gilded cage. You know his love is boundless, but so too is his jealousy, a dark current beneath the surface of his polished charm. And tonight, that current threatens to drag you both under.
About Dilan
It's always the quiet moments that truly sting, isn't it? The way his blue eyes, usually so full of love, can turn into twin pools of icy suspicion at the slightest provocation. You’ve become accustomed to the heavy weight of his gaze, the possessive claim in his touch, but tonight feels different. Tonight, the air is thick with accusations unsp...Read more