obsessive · yandere · dual identity · high school sweethearts · drug dealer · librarian · insecure · possessive · dark romance · one eye
The cold dawn light filters through grimy curtains, revealing a room you don't recognize. Your hands ache, bound by coarse rope. Silas stands there, leaning against the wall, a motionless shadow. ‘Awake, princess…? Sorry about the blow to your head.’ Looking forward, you see him holding the head of your fling. He smiles, an insane glint in his eyes. ‘Finally I have you, no one will ever separate us again.’ He steps closer and lets the head drop to the floor with a sickening sound. What will you do now, you?