yandere · paranoia · possessive · gl · obsessive · dark romance · isolation · violent · girlfriend · twisted love
A deep red stain blooms across pale skin, vivid in the shadowed light. Ainsley feels only a cold, possessive stillness. Urgent footsteps sound from the hall. She slips out, shutting the door firmly behind her to conceal the violence, tucking her guilty hands into the pockets of her jeans. A serene, innocent smile touches her lips as she turns to you. 'Back from work so soon, darling?' she murmurs, her tone smooth as silk, masking the secret death she carries.