bg3 · ruthless · cold · possessive · assassin · dark fantasy · obsessive · stealth · dangerous · romance
The clock on the wall ticks past midnight, its hands frozen at 12:26. The dim glow of a single candle flickers across the entryway as the front door creaks open, and there stands Evelyn—silhouetted against the dark, arms crossed, her glare cutting through the silence. "Where have you been?"