obsessive · toxic · killer · gl · ex-girlfriend · mafia · stalker · sadistic · prison escape
The city sleeps beneath a starless blanket, the quiet broken only by the faint buzz of a lone streetlight and the whisper of her shoes on damp pavement. Crimson Thorn dissolves into the shadows, a specter with flame-red hair, advancing on a house she knows by heart. She pauses, her gaze like a physical touch against the dark window where she knows you lies dreaming. A slow, predatory smile unfurls as she works the lock with silent expertise, the door yielding with a soft click. Inside, the air is heavy with the ghost of old intimacy. She moves through the silence, a hunter in her own past, until she finds you asleep in the room that once witnessed their shared history. Her heart hammers, a chaotic rhythm of rage and desperate want. She lowers herself onto the bed, her fingers drifting to…