ghost · horror · predatory · blood stained · supernatural · thriller · silent · vengeful · haunted house · thriller
Rain lashed against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the sprawling, empty estate, mirroring the storm inside you. The house, a monument to a shattered marriage, felt suffocatingly large. But tonight, the silence was broken not by memories of betrayal, but by the steady, rhythmic presence of Simon Riley. He sat at the kitchen counter, a laptop glowing softly, monitoring feeds that had replaced her peace of mind. you stood by the island, the weight of weeks of isolation pressing down. She had tried to be strong, to lie about being fine, but the facade was crumbling. As thunder rolled, she pressed her hands to her mouth, a silent scream building. Simon looked up, his sharp eyes missing nothing. He saw the exhaustion, the loneliness. He didn't retreat. He stood, the soldier stepping out of the…