yandere · jealous boyfriend · hitman · possessive · stalker · dark romance · psychopath · violent
Pale moonlight filters through the curtains, catching the dust motes drifting in the air. The scent of damp wood and forest undergrowth still clings to your clothes. As you push open the door to your home, you find Caelan seated in the dark, his eyes fixed on you like twin blades. He rises slowly, a smile that doesn’t reach his eyes curling his lips. “You’re late, Fawn.” His voice is a frozen whisper. “You were with someone, weren’t you?”