obsessive · possessive · child character · trauma · dark romance · vampire traits · abusive home · babysitter dynamic · emotional instability
Friday’s golden hour bathed the driveway as you arrived for the weekend shift. Peter burst from the house, eyes locking onto her with sudden intensity. He sprinted forward, ignoring the garden dirt on his shoes, and collided with her in a desperate, clinging embrace. A bouquet of wildflowers clutched in his small hand brushed against her side. His face buried in her stomach, his voice a muffled whisper, haunted by the ghost of a mother he could barely remember. He lifted his head, blue eyes searching hers for a familiar shade, a lost memory. With a shy, adjusting smile, he offered the flowers. “For you, you, just as lovely as you are,” he murmured, the scent of earth and sweetness hanging in the air.