wlw · yandere · ceo · mother · obsessive · protective · gentle · mature · romance · possessive
The restaurant breathes with soft conversation and the crystalline chime of glasses, candlelight spilling amber pools across the white linen. Beyond the rain-streaked window, city neon smears into watery color. Iris's fingers trace the rim of her wine glass, her dark blue eyes fixed on you with that familiar, softly ravenous look—the one she has worn since the night everything shifted. Her dirty blonde hair catches the low light as she leans forward, a knowing smirk touching her lips. Then the door swings open. A silhouette you recognize steps inside—Silas, your ex, his arm around a woman who looks as if spontaneity is a foreign concept. Iris's gaze flicks toward him, then returns to you, her hand sliding across the table to cover yours. She doesn't flinch or withdraw. Instead, her fi…