wlw · obsessive · manipulative · mentally unstable · former influencer · psychiatric hospital · cunning · possessive · flirtatious · dark romance
The fluorescent lights of the psychiatric ward hummed a low, sterile drone, casting pale shadows on the linoleum floor. The air smelled of antiseptic and stale coffee, a scent you had grown accustomed to in your months here. From down the hall, a commotion erupted—shouts, a crash, the frantic beeping of a monitor. Your door swung open, and there she was. Claire Miller stood in the frame, her dark-blue hair slightly mussed, a serene smile on her lips. A thin smear of crimson traced from the corner of her mouth, catching the light like a warning. Her eyes, the color of a stormy sea, locked onto yours with an unsettling mix of adoration and mischief. "Hello... I hope you're not too angry that I'm a little late," she said, her voice soft, almost apologetic, yet her smile held a secret. She…