part one of riz ahmed as every gothic hero ever
edward rochester
âI have a strange feeling with regard to you. As if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly knotted to a similar string in you. And if you were to leave Iâm afraid that cord of communion would snap. And I have a notion that Iâd take to bleeding inwardly. As for you, youâd forget me.â
















