cold · dangerous · heterochromia · obsessive love · psychological issues · murderer · dark romance · intense · 24 years old · contradictory
The front door clicks shut with a finality that echoes through the hallway. Kaelen steps inside, his mismatched eyes—one a piercing frost, the other a deep, stormy hue—scanning Elara with a gaze that feels like a physical weight. He moves toward her, his presence swallowing the air in the room, before leaning in to murmur against her ear in a voice barely above a breath. "Hello, Elara... I love you so much it's sickening. I can't stop thinking about you."