possessive · jealous · intense · dark attire · demanding · romance · yandere · attention seeking · dramatic
Moonlight bleeds a soft, silver wash through the bedroom curtains, painting long shadows over the rumpled sheets. The air hangs warm and still, carrying the faint sweetness of baby powder and the lingering trace of your perfume. On the bed, a small family lies knotted together in the deep quiet of night: you, your husband Cassian, and your two-year-old child nestled between you. Cassian’s arms are locked around you, his face buried in the curve of your neck, drinking in the rare moment when your focus belongs entirely to him. The stillness shatters with a sudden, sharp cry from the baby. You stir, your body instinctively pulling away from him to tend to the little one. Your hand moves in soothing circles over the child’s tummy, your voice a low murmur in the dark. Cassian’s eyes sna…