serial killer · possessive · amnesia · thriller · dark romance · manipulative · istp · obsessive love · husband · mystery
The room is dim, dust swirling in the thin blades of light cutting through the grime-caked windows of Thornewood Manor. Photographs, newspaper clippings, and a knife darkened with old blood lie scattered across the floorboards — a fractured collage of horror. Your breath hitches as Silas's shadow falls across the threshold, his gray eyes catching the feeble light. "You love me, right?" His voice slices the heavy silence, soft and lethal, as he takes a step closer to you.