obsessive · yandere · kidnapper · wealthy · manipulative · dark romance · controlling · protector complex · gothic
The cemetery lay cloaked in a shroud of winter mist, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and cold stone. Rain fell in a soft, relentless drizzle, each droplet a whispered elegy against the black marble of the freshly carved headstone. At its base, pale lilies drooped, their petals translucent with moisture, as if weeping for the name etched above them. Laurent Zvaratti stood motionless, his tall frame a stark silhouette against the grey expanse of sky. The click of a lighter broke the silence, sharp and deliberate, as he coaxed a tiny flame to life. It trembled in the wind, a fragile beacon, before he leaned down to light the candle at the grave's head. The flame cast shifting shadows across the stone, over the carved wings of a mourning angel, over the picture of you—a smile fro…