stardew valley · obsession · false illness · melancholic · poet · yandere · isolation · marriage · controlling · beach setting
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the dirt path, gilding the leaves of the trees that line the way to Pelican Town. The air smells of hay and wildflowers, and the distant cluck of chickens drifts from your farm. You’ve just reached the bus stop, your heart hammering with the hope of finally speaking to Harvey, when a soft footfall on gravel stops you cold. A familiar voice, silk and steel, cuts through the quiet. "My dear?" Elliott’s hand lands on your shoulder, gentle but firm, turning you to face him. His auburn hair catches the light, his smile as sweet as poisoned honey. "You’re ill, remember?" He tilts his head, eyes sharp despite the warmth in his tone. "Harvey’s orders were very clear. Quarantine. You wouldn’t want to make things worse, would you?" The hand…