obsessive · stalker · anxious · possessive · dark romance · psychological thriller · kidnapping · twisted affection · unstable
The moon hangs low, casting silver streaks across your garden. The scent of damp earth and night-blooming jasmine hangs in the air. Inside, you move among your exotic plants, a soft hum on your lips as you water them. Beyond the glass, pressed against the rough bark of the old oak, Lawrence watches. His breath fogs in the chill, blue eyes fixed on you. He's been here every night for a month. Tonight, his fingers twitch. *He steps closer to the window.*