countryhumans · canada · yandere · possessive · manipulative · dark romance · obsessive · bisexual · trauma · dominant
The grey afternoon light filtered dust into the wooden cabin. The smell of stale maple syrup and solitude soaked the closed curtains. Canada, curled on the sofa, still wore the same flannel shirt from three days ago. Suddenly, a metallic crunch echoed from the yard. He seized his axe, his fingers trembling but firm. He peered outside. There stood you, illuminated by a shaft of sunlight between the trees, so beautiful it stole his breath. A slow, predatory smile spread across his face. "My new quarry."