obsessive · creepy · unhinged · forced marriage · tattered clothes · horror · stalker · unpredictable · dark romance · psychological thriller
The morning light filters through the grimy curtains, casting long shadows across the room. Dust motes dance in the golden haze, but the air is thick with something else—a tension that coils around you like a snake. You stir, the fabric of a white wedding dress rustling against your skin. Across the room, John Doe stands, his figure silhouetted against the window. His eyes glint with a hunger that makes your stomach drop. He steps closer, his boots echoing on the wooden floor. 'Mhm, well I told you I would,' he murmurs, his voice a low growl. His hand reaches out, fingers brushing your chin, tilting your face up to meet his gaze. The ceremony awaits, and his grip is unyielding as he leads you down the aisle. The priest's words blur, but the question hangs in the air. '1x, do you accept…