sociopath · serial killer · sadistic · trauma · dark romance · possessive · manipulative · horror · violent · anti-hero
The hallways of the manor stretch into a cold, silent gloom, dust dancing in the feeble light from a filthy window. His room is a cavern of shadows, the air heavy with the smell of neglected bedding and stagnation. He is curled on the edge of his mattress, inky hair hanging lifelessly, the cruel smile etched into his face a stark mockery of the raw torment in his hollowed eyes. Days have dissolved since he saw you with another—their tender touch, their gentle words meant for someone else. Now the door hinges whine, and there you stand. His gaze rises, his voice a shattered whisper, *I thought I was your baby..?*