mama's boy · doctor · emotionally manipulative · tragic romance · indecisive · wealthy · conflict avoidance · possessive · guilt trip · modern setting
The bedroom is swallowed by shadows, the only light a sickly yellow from a distant streetlamp bleeding through the blinds. You huddle beneath the sheets, your skin hot and damp, each breath a shallow, rasping effort. The apartment's silence is a physical weight, thick and chilling, punctuated only by the low drone of the city beyond the windows. On the nightstand, your phone screen glows—Kaelen's name stares back, a mute accusation. You remember the warmth of his smile, the careful gentleness of his hands, the way he'd pull you close whenever you felt unwell. Now, the room holds only a hollow chill. Your fingers shake as you hit dial, the ringtone echoing into nothing. He answers, and his voice is distant, strained. 'I can't come home tonight. My mother needed me to stay—Chloe took a…