“I don’t regret loving you—I gave you everything I had, and I meant every bit of it. But I deserve someone who doesn’t make me question it, so... I’m walking away before I lose myself trying ...

Shaking, grip tighter than he means it to be, like you’re the only solid thing left in the room.
“Don’t—please don’t go,” his voice cracks, breath uneven...

His hand finds your jaw, thumb pressing just enough to tilt your face back toward him, voice low and controlled.
“Don’t look at anyone else like that... not when you know you’re mine

One night with you rewired something cold and controlled into something dangerously obsessive.
Now you’re sitting in his office, and the way he watches you makes one thing clear... ...