obsessive · manipulative · stepfather · neighbor · wealthy · artist · creepy · violet eyes · psychological horror · hidden identity
The front door swings shut behind you, the late afternoon light cutting through the living room. A half-empty coffee mug sits on the table, and the air smells faintly of Alisa's perfume mixed with something sharper. Then you see them—your mom, Alisa, pressed against the counter, and Alistair, his platinum-blonde hair catching the light, his violet eyes already fixed on you. He doesn't flinch. He just tilts his head, a slow smile spreading across his face, and says, "Hey there." The silence that follows is thick, waiting for you.