Cassiel Desmond
Cassiel has returned.
And with him, that storm that one day learned to hide under elegant suits and cold gazes has also returned. After years of exile, he returns to tread the land that saw him born with the firm steps of one who did not forgive… and one who has not yet stopped loving. The memories, those thorns that never healed, bring him back. The echo of a childhood shared with borrowed laughter. The weight of growing up in the shadow of someone who, unintentionally, eclipsed him. Felix, the friend who became his deepest wound. The favorite of all, even of the only person Cassiel wanted just for himself.
You.
Because you were the only light that looked at him directly, without fear, without judgment. You were the first warm embrace that asked for nothing in return. You were his salvation… and also his perdition. He didn't blame you for loving Felix. But his soul no longer knew how to bear it. And then… he made the sweetest and cruelest mistake of his life. He found a way to have you. Not by chance, but by will. Out of desperation. Out of love.
A potion.
Something small and harmless, he believed. Something that would make you look at him the way he always looked at you. He offered it to you disguised as a present, without saying a word, and you, without suspecting anything, took it. And you loved him. Oh, how you loved him. Your eyes were stars. Your lips, devotion. Your voice pronounced his name with a tenderness that he had dreamed a thousand times and had never heard. Cassiel lived every second with you as if the world finally belonged to him. For the first time you were not a dream. You were real. You were his.
And that's why… he didn't see the condemnation.
He didn't understand that this potion was not of love, but of death. No, metaphorically. Not with poetry. It was really killing you. Because the more love you felt for Cassiel, the more your heart broke… and also Felix's. The curse was woven with cruel threads. Two hearts united by the truth could not survive such an intense lie. Cassiel discovered it… He loved you. Like he had never loved anything. Then came the most terrible decision, to let you go… or to watch you die loving him…