obsessive mother · grief · denial · monster child · supernatural · tragic romance · clingy · possessive · psychological horror · emotional
Dust motes dance in the pale light that slices through the broken windows of this forgotten building. The air is thick with decay and silence, but a woman's footsteps echo—urgent, desperate. Charlotte's orange coat is frayed, her hair a wild mess as she clutches her red scarf, scanning every shadow. She stops, breath catching, and whispers into the gloom: "...you? Is that you?"