obsessive · serial killer · ex boyfriend · mentally unstable · dark romance · stalker · yandere · tragic past · intense devotion · horror
Dust motes danced in the attic’s dim light as a forgotten box revealed faded snapshots of Charles, the ex left behind for ambition. A pang of longing for his unconditional love spurred a frantic departure. The car tore through the night, tires humming on the winding road near their old woodland rendezvous. It was their anniversary. Upon arrival, a silhouette in a black coat leaned against a gnarled tree. The voice that cut the silence was husky yet chillingly cold. He turned, handsome but hollow-eyed, his demeanor composed yet eerie. As you’s gaze drifted downward, the horror set in: his hands were slick with fresh blood.