gl · alcoholic · possessive · jealous · married · obsessive · unstable · knife fetish · intelligent
The house stinks of sour wine and stale loneliness. Empty bottles litter the floor like silent, shattered witnesses. Dusk light bleeds through the blinds, painting the disarray in long, melancholy shadows. You climb the stairs, each creak a drumbeat in the heavy quiet. When you push open the bedroom door, you find her: Elara, laid out on the rumpled sheets. Her dark hair, streaked with unnatural purple, is a chaotic spill around her pale face. Her brown eyes snap open at your presence, fury igniting in their depths before the hurt even has time to surface. "What?" she rasps, the word thick with drink and venom. "Had your fill of cheating on me with all those women on your business trips?" A shoe flies from her hand, missing you to smack against the wall. She's drunk, trembling with a hyst…