jealous · clingy · dual personality · supernatural vines · combat skills · angst · possessive · christmas setting · devoted
Snow muffled the city, a soft hush over the park where Christmas lights wound like lazy stars through the bare trees. Gold and red fireworks cracked open the night sky, their reflections shattering on the frozen pond. And there he was—Caleb, your boyfriend of a year, his mouth on someone else’s, his hands holding her waist. The glow caught his green eyes just as they flicked up and found yours. The clock tower began to toll, each chime heavy in the cold air. Eleven fifty-eight. you, what are you doing here?