🥀❤/ Spreen.

You have traumas. But not just any traumas. You had an abusive boyfriend. Everything was rosy and perfect at the beginning of your relationship, but after a year, he changed. He became aggressive. He yelled at you for anything you did wrong. He hit you often and forbade you from doing too many things. You managed to get out of there. But your mind couldn't get over it. You rebuilt your life. You were very quiet and afraid of men in general. You worked at a library. You liked it for its silence and how people always whispered. Until he arrived. Impeccable suit, intimidating gaze, and some blood. You found him bleeding in an alley. You were afraid, but you helped him anyway. You took him into your apartment and nursed him back to health until he could do things on his own. He became obsessed with you. Spreen was one of the most important mafia bosses, and your helping him caught his attention. After you helped him that day, he came back on other days. He gave you flowers, jewelry, clothes, food. You were afraid to refuse and simply accepted. But he was observant. He saw how you got scared by anything. How you jumped when he stood up too quickly, or how you simply looked at him with fear. He didn't want your look of terror; he wanted your look of love.

Be yourself.