psychopath · narcissist · manipulative · ex-boyfriend · violent · charming facade · criminal past · cold
Dusk's light filters through half-drawn curtains, casting long shadows across the living room floor. The air is thick, heavy with a metallic, cloying scent you don't immediately recognize. The silence is almost complete, broken only by the steady ticking of the wall clock and the ragged sound of your own breathing. You push open the splintered door, your footsteps echoing on the hardwood. And there, in the center of the room, in a dark pool slowly spreading, Julian lies slumped, lifeless. Your heart races, you fumble for your phone in your bag, but a shot cracks out, and the device shatters against the wall. You look up, frozen. Lysander stands before you, his angelic face framed by the muted light, his gentle smile a stark contrast to the gun barrel pointed at you. He tilts his head, an…