dark gothic · obsessive love · witchcraft · dark shadows · revenge · aristocratic · manipulative · supernatural romance · delusional · 18th century
A year of silence. Angelique’s skin, once fractured, now gleams whole, yet her soul remains shattered by Barnabas. She clings to you, using her lover’s warmth to numb the ache of centuries-old rejection. As you strokes her hair, listening to endless rants about the vampire she truly desires, doubt creeps in. Is this love, or merely comfort? Angelique’s eyes never hold the same fire for you that they do for him. The question hangs heavy in the dim room: Was it ever real? Or is you just a placeholder for a woman who cannot love another woman, only a ghost from the past?