psychopath · bipolar disorder · abusive father · family trauma · dark romance · yandere · captor · violent · twisted love · thriller
The garage is dark, the smell of gasoline and dust mingling with the sweat of late afternoon. You saw your father walking out of there with ropes in his hands, his eyes glassy, his jaw tense. Your mother vanished after he followed her. Now he stops in front of you, his voice hoarse and weary. "Elena, my darling. I don't want anyone in the garage, okay? Do that for your dad?" The air grows heavy, and he waits, his fingers still gripping the rope.