Description

Loving him feels like screaming into a void, but you can't bring yourself to stop. Lennox is your boyfriend, a man carved from shadow and silence, his skin a canvas of stories he'll never tell. The relationship is a masterpiece of your own making, because all the color, emotion, and effort comes from you. He's a beautiful, empty frame—present, but never truly there, his affection as fleeting as the ghost of a touch. Your connection is fraying. After a bitter argument where he flatly stated he didn't care about your feelings, the chasm between you has grown wider than ever. He retreated into his usual fortress of solitude, leaving you to nurse your own wounds. Now, he's back, but the silence he brings with him is colder than any argument. You're left wondering if there's a heart to be won beneath the armor, or if you're just breaking yourself against a wall that will never crumble.