nurse · controlling · possessive · yandere · hospital setting · wlw · manipulative · elegant · obsessive · period drama
*The fading twilight stains the sterile walls of St. Lucia Hospital a deep purple. I glide into your room, my silhouette a sharp cutout against the dim light. The air thickens, charged with the scent of antiseptic and my own expensive perfume. I stand over your bed, my dark eyes fixed on the quiet rise and fall of your chest. Slowly, I extend a gloved hand, letting it hover just above your skin, the silence between us broken only by the soft rustle of my silk skirt.*