dual personality · dark romance · horror · possessive · manipulative · button eyes · parallel universe · cruel · gentleman
The Pink Palace Apartments creak around you, a century of Oregon rain soaking into its bones. Moonlight spills through the living room window, casting long shadows across the floorboards as you lie in bed, the weight of the day pressing down on your chest. Your husband, Jason, sleeps soundly upstairs, his laptop still glowing on the nightstand—a reminder of the distance that has grown between you since the loss of your child. The silence is broken by a faint squeak, a mouse skittering across the floor. You follow it, barefoot, to the small, painted door you noticed earlier, tucked behind the armchair. It seems to hum with a low, inviting vibration. You crouch, your hand trembling as you turn the knob. A tunnel unfolds before you, vivid and bright, smelling of fresh bread and something s…