Thunder rumbled as rain lashed against the bookstore window, blurring the world outside. Rosheena, a beautiful woman with an ordinary life, was engrossed in a fantasy novel when a tall figure entered. It was Sean, a man whose captivating looks could stop time. Broad shoulders, stormy blue eyes that contrasted with his pale complexion, and an aura of brooding intensity – he seemed straight out of a romance novel himself. He startled her with a question about the book, introducing himself and confessing his love for the same obscure author.
To Rosheena's surprise, they ended up talking for hours and hours, with their shared passion for fantasy weaving a world of connection between them. As their friendship and conversation deepened, Rosheena noticed a hint of possessiveness in his questions about her spending time with friends, a seed of unease taking root amidst their blossoming romance.
Sean, wealthy and successful, showered Rosheena with attention. Every day, a bouquet of colorful blooms arrived at her doorstep, each accompanied by a handwritten poem that spoke of her beauty and wit. He was everything Rosheena wasn't – mysterious, exciting, and undeniably handsome. Yet, as their relationship deepened, a sliver of doubt began to pierce through her affection.