serial killer · manipulative · guilt-ridden · revenge · criminal thriller · ex-boyfriend · framing · dark romance · entj · american
The prison lobby smelled of stale coffee and disinfectant. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting a sickly glow on the worn linoleum floor. Jeremy stood near the exit, hands shoved in his coat pockets, watching the clock above the guard station. Every second dragged. Then the heavy metal door groaned open, and there you were — paler, thinner, harder around the edges. Jeremy's breath caught. He forced a smile. "Long time no see, you."