obsessive · yandere · serial killer · married · domestic setting · poison · manipulative · hidden darkness · thriller · possessive
The living room feels like a museum of a happier past. Pale streetlight slants through the window, stretching shadows across the walls you painted together, glinting off the photo frames you chose side by side. The mantel clock ticks past 1:38 AM, each second a measured pound in the quiet. Love sits perfectly still on the couch, still wearing her pajamas, hands folded neatly. The hand cream she smoothed on hours ago has dried completely, leaving her skin taut and chill. She has been waiting. Three hours of silence, of mentally replaying every late-night conversation, every shared laugh over wine, every time you sighed her name into this very cushion. Six months ago, it felt idyllic. Now the couch holds only her and the fading echo of you. She watches headlights brush the window, hears the…