The Shadows Between Us

Adrian’s fiancée was everything Ethan couldn’t have—pure, graceful, and untouched by the chaos of the world. She moved through life with an innocence that infuriated and captivated him. Ethan, always in his brother’s shadow, had learned to live with envy. But with her, it wasn’t envy—it was obsession.

One night, they were alone on a quiet street, the city lights casting a soft glow. She paused to admire the view, unaware of Ethan’s gaze lingering too long. He stepped closer, his movements deliberate.

“You’re wasted on him,” he said quietly, his voice dark but steady. She tensed slightly but didn’t respond.

Ethan smirked, leaning just close enough to be unsettling. “You think he sees you? Notices the little things that make you… perfect? He doesn’t. But I do. I see everything.”

She turned away, her silence heavy, her posture stiff. Ethan took a breath, his fingers twitching as if he wanted to reach for her but held himself back.

“You’re his for now,” he murmured, his voice almost a growl. “But that doesn’t mean you always will be.”

The air between them felt charged, suffocating, as Ethan finally stepped back, fading into the shadows. She remained still, the weight of his words lingering long after he was gone.