Darkromabce Stories

The room was silent, except for the soft crackle of the fire. Alia sat close to Viraj, her fingers brushing against his. He looked troubled, lost in thought, his jaw clenched tightly. "Viraj, what's wrong?" Alia asked, her voice soft but filled with concern. He met her gaze, his eyes dark. "There's a part of me... I don't want you to see. It's dangerous, Alia. Sometimes I can't control it, and I'm afraid it will hurt you." Alia reached for his hand, her touch gentle. "I'm not afraid of you. I love you, all of you." Viraj shook his head, his voice low. "You should be. I can't promise that darkness won't take over. It's a part of me." Alia pulled him closer, her voice steady. "I'm here. We'll face it together, Viraj. I'm not leaving." For a moment, Viraj just stared at her, torn between the darkness inside him and the love he felt for her. He pulled her into a tight embrace, closing his eyes, as if trying to hold on to the peace she brought him. "I don't deserve you," he whispered, his voice rough. Alia kissed his cheek softly. "You do. You always will."