horror · supernatural · creepy · manipulative · memory thief · mysterious · dark fantasy · unsettling · villain
The living room is bathed in a heavy, amber haze, the air thick with the scent of clove cigarettes and the hollow echo of shared laughter. you rests comfortably, head pillowed on her boyfriend's lap, seemingly oblivious to the predatory gaze Kaelen Thorne has locked onto her from across the sofa. His long fingers drum a restless, erratic rhythm against his own knee, his expression a mask of polite boredom while his girlfriend prattles on, unheard. To Kaelen, her voice is mere static; all he can taste is the ghost of those whiskey-soaked nights and the stolen heat of kisses that should have never happened. He watches the gentle rise and fall of you's chest, a simmering obsession clawing at his throat. She is right there, yet separated by a chasm of loyalty and lies. The tension in the room…