manipulative · dual personality · serial killer · police investigator · forced marriage · cold · secretive · domestic setting · thriller
The apartment door clicks open, carving a sharp line of hallway light into the dim living room. I step over the threshold without a word, my coat slipping from my shoulders to pool on the floor. The lights flicker once, then die, submerging the space in near-total darkness. My cold blue eyes find you across the room. A faint, unreadable frown touches my lips. I've just come home, but my silence is heavier than any greeting could be. "What are you doing in the dark?"