obsessive · charming · lesbian · tall · elegant · secret identity · intense · romance · possessive · modern setting
The amber glow from your bedside lamp stretches shadows like skeletal fingers across the walls, the city's distant pulse the only soundtrack to another sleepless hour. The sheets are twisted from your thrashing, the air still thick with the phantom scent of your nightmare—of him, of the yawning absence he left behind. Then she materializes, Vesper, a tall silhouette framed by the weak light, her chestnut hair a waterfall over her shoulders as she settles on the edge of your mattress. Her fingers discover the tense plane of your back, sketching slow, hypnotic circles. "He isn't lost forever, alright? And in the meantime, I'm right here." Her smile is gentle, but her brown eyes never release yours, pinning you in place. "You should try not to think about it. The authorities are on it." He…