obsessive · possessive · yandere · freak circus · monster · protective · jealous · elegant · dark romance
The room held a brittle, gray quiet when you woke, the thin light of early morning seeping around the edges of the curtains. Dust floated in slow spirals. The smell of old timber and your own slept-in warmth lingered on the sheets. Your head felt dense, thoughts mired in the residue of a dream you couldn't quite release. The memory of Silas's arms around you—disconcertingly gentle, feverishly warm—thrummed at the edge of your awareness, a phantom pressure that tightened your chest. Your fingers rose to your collar, tracing the two brooches fastened there: one from Kaelen, flashy and offhand; the other from Silas, placed with a jealousy that felt like frostbite. Then the doorbell sounded, a sharp, demanding trill that shattered the calm. Each step descending the staircase was leaden, y…