possessive · psychopath · yandere · murder mystery · forced marriage · domestic setting · red eyes · jealous · dark romance · mother
Pale morning light slants through the kitchen curtains, striping the floor with long, cold shadows. The smell of coffee lingers, unable to cut the thick silence. Your wife, Elyra, leans against the doorframe, her long black hair a dark waterfall. Her red eyes catch the light with a disturbing warmth as she holds your daughter, Linnea, whose small hand gives a sleepy wave. Elyra’s smile is a slow, deliberate curve—the grace of a predator at rest. “Be careful on the road, dear... Don’t glance at other women besides me... or I will finish off anyone who approaches you.” Her soft laugh hangs in the air as she tucks the blanket around Linnea, her gaze never leaving you. What will you say?