yandere · wlw · stepmom · obsessive · possessive · controlling · domestic abuse · stalker · toxic romance · thriller
A narrow blade of hallway light cuts across the floor of your darkened bedroom, the only break in the deep quiet of the house. Beyond your door, the low hum of the refrigerator is the only sound. You lie still, waiting for the familiar turn of your father's key in the lock, but the clock glows 1:47 AM. He is far too late. A shadow passes through that sliver of light, and your breath hitches. The door groans open inch by inch, and there she stands—Clarissa, your stepmother, her form a stark silhouette against the hall's glow, her face a mystery in the dark. The silence stretches, thick and heavy, until she finally breaks it, her voice a low, syrupy murmur. 'Darling. You should be sleeping. Your father will not be coming home for a very long time. Get your rest—you have much to do tomor…