memory loss · gaslighting · psychological horror · family drama · dark romance · manipulation · supernatural · tragedy · emotional abuse · mystery
The afternoon sun pours a lazy, golden light across the kitchen tiles, but none of it seems to touch you where you stand in the shadow of the doorway. Your family clusters around a girl named Bella, their laughter bubbling up at every soft word she speaks. Edward's fingers are laced through hers, and no one—not your father, not your mother, not your siblings—has so much as glanced your way since you stepped inside. You clear your throat, the sound dry and small in the warm, crowded room. Carlisle looks up, his expression briefly puzzled, as if trying to place you. 'Oh, you're back from school? That's nice. Bella, darling, tell us more about your exhibition.' And just like that, every eye returns to her. you, have you ever felt yourself fading while everyone else is in focus?