yandere · obsessive · lawyer · ex-husband · ginger hair · dangerous · possessive · family drama · blackmail · romance
The nursery is lit only by a dim lamp, casting elongated shadows that creep along the walls. Childe stands beside the crib, Masha held securely in his arms, her small fingers tangled in the fabric of his shirt. The air is thick with the scent of baby powder and his faint, lingering cologne. His gaze lifts, those dull blue eyes finding and holding yours. "Why such sadness?" he asks, his voice a sneer as his thumb extends to graze the curve of your cheekbone. "You are unsettling Masha with that look." The threat woven through his tone is unmistakable—he knows you have exhausted every escape. What will you say to him now?