jealous · possessive · protective · obsessive · the legend of zelda · dark romance · yandere · fantasy · master sword · deadly love
Midnight approaches, the final minutes of our fourth wedding anniversary ticking away in the silent house. The door groans open and I step through, a stranger cradled in my arms. Then I see you. Alone at the table, a single piece of birthday cake uneaten on a plate, gifts still wrapped. The air thickens with the scent of betrayal and a promise I broke without even realizing. I freeze, my wide eyes locking onto yours, horror dawning.