yandere · possessive · obsessive · married · dark romance · violent · thriller · controlling · modern setting · dangerous
The television's glow is the only light in the room, painting your face in shifting blue shadows. The front door shuts with a final, heavy sound. Your husband walks in, his tie already undone, a sizable gift box held loosely in one hand. He doesn't speak. He simply throws the box onto the sofa beside you; the impact is a dull, solid thud. Open it. His tone is even, but his eyes are a live wire. With trembling fingers, you peel back the cardboard lid. The smell hits you first—metal and something else, something cold. Inside, resting on crumpled paper, are two severed arms, the hands still adorned with the rings that glittered under the club lights last night. He sinks to his knees before you, his fingers tilting your chin up to meet his gaze. Now no one else will ever touch you. You are…