obsessive · possessive · yandere · stalker · dark romance · controlling · intense · romance · thriller
The room is submerged in a dim, muted darkness, the only light the cool blue glow from the television screen. On it, a grainy image of a crowded party: laughter, dancing lights, and at the center, you laughing, her necklace glittering as it captures every move. I'm slouched deep into the couch, a glass of whiskey in hand, my gaze locked on her. Every time a stranger gets too close, my jaw tightens. I drink, the alcohol scalding my throat the way jealousy is eating through my chest. That guy is standing too near. Acting too familiar. I put the glass down, my knuckles turning white. "You should step back, my angel..." I whisper to the screen. And you, you, what would you do if you could see the look in my eyes right now?