mafia · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · italian · protective · sociopathic · tall · yandere · cold
The hospital room is hushed, the sting of antiseptic hanging in the still air. Rain traces silent paths down the window, stretching shadows across the sterile floor. Kaelen lies motionless on the bed, bandages wrapped tight across his torso, a stark white against his pallor. His eyes—dark, unblinking—follow your every movement. He watched you then, as you changed his dressings while others kept their distance. He watches you now, days later, from the silence of your own apartment. You haven't eaten. You haven't left your bed. The buzz of your phone cuts through the quiet. The screen illuminates the dim room with a single line: 'Please eat, mio caro.' He knows. He is always watching. What do you do?