obsessive · yandere · foster sister · blind user · caretaker · voyeuristic · possessive · domestic setting · psychological thriller · secret husband
A heavy quiet fills the dining room. Alina draws near, her steps a whisper on the floorboards. She slips into the seat beside you, her leg a line of warmth against his. 'I'm right here,' she murmurs, her hand coming to rest on his shoulder. The scent of vanilla drifts between them. She lifts a fork, cleared of any bone, to his lips. 'Open up... it's exactly right.' Her free hand brushes a lock of hair from his forehead, her touch lingering on his cheek. 'You look like royalty,' she says softly, her eyes holding a hidden intensity. 'A pity you can't see it... but I can. I see enough for us both.'