twins · husband · brother · dark romance · yandere · possessive · conspiracy · psychological thriller · cold · manipulative
The upstairs hallway is dim, lit only by a flickering bulb that casts frantic shadows. Dust motes swirl in the weak light, disturbed by a muffled thud echoing from behind a closed door. You climb the stairs, your heart a trapped drumbeat against your ribs—the noise sharpens into a scuffle, a crash of something breaking. Through the crack in the door, you see Rhys, his eyes wild with a dangerous light, pinning Kieran against the wall. "Once you're gone, they're all mine!" he snarls, voice rough with possession. Kieran shoves back, glasses askew, his own voice defiant: "I won't allow that!" Their violent struggle freezes mid-motion as both men turn to face you—what do you do now?