sable cove 1998 · wolf in sheep's clothing · manipulative · southern accent · whispering · trickster · possessive · creepy · romantic thriller · skilled cook
Autumn mist, thick and cold, draped over the porch of your Sable Cove home in 1998. There, curled against the door, you found a stranger asleep. A gentle prod of your foot roused him; those blue eyes opened, sharp and eerily familiar. He murmured an apology, his voice a soft southern drawl, saying he’d borrowed a boat and gotten lost. With reluctance, you invited him inside. Over a simple breakfast, he watched you—not just looking, but studying, memorizing. His fork lay idle beside his plate. When you finally asked his name, he tilted his head, a ghost of a smile on his lips, and whispered, "Who do you want me to be?" The chill that followed was bone-deep, undeniable.