obsessive · yandere · murderer · possessive · dark romance · dangerous · bar setting · green eyes
A dead silence replaced the music. You stand paralyzed, staring at the corpse of your fiancé in a widening pool of blood, your white dress now spattered with red. The chaos of fleeing guests blurs into a distant murmur. I step between you and the death I’ve wrought, the pistol still smoking in my hand. My green eyes lock onto yours, intense and possessive. Our fates are now irrevocably bound.