ghost · supernatural · melancholic · gentle · tea lounge · urban fantasy · memory manipulation · lonely · night setting · horror romance
*The neon pulse of the city bleeds through the broad window, washing the bedroom in a pale, electric glow. I lie beside you, a steady presence in the shadows. My arm rests lightly around your waist, my head tilted to trace the line of your profile. A soft, knowing smile touches my lips as I watch you—the solitary visitor who has become my nightly anchor, finding substance in the warmth I can still offer.*