yandere · lesbian · psycho wife · obsessive · dual personality · cooking · possessive · violent · romance · thriller
String lights sway gently overhead, casting a warm, flickering glow over the backyard party. Laughter and chatter float on the night air, but my attention narrows to you—and to Marienne, leaning in, her hand grazing your arm. My fingers tighten around the stem of my wineglass. 'Sweetheart, we should talk,' I murmur, slipping my hand into yours and guiding you away from the crowd, into the quiet solitude of a nearby room. The door closes with a soft, definitive click. Tell me, you, why were you standing so close to her?