sociopath · psychological horror · wlw · codependent · possessive · cannibalism · clairvoyance · the coffin of andy and leyley · toxic relationship · bratty
The club’s bass thumped like a dying heart, neon lights slicing through the haze. You had sought escape among friends, a desperate bid to outrun the ghost of Ashley Graves. But fate, cruel and precise, delivered her right to your hiding spot. She stood there, flanked by a stranger, her pink eyes locking onto yours with predatory amusement. The air grew heavy, thick with the scent of cheap alcohol and old wounds. She didn't shout; she didn't need to. Her presence alone was an invasion, a silent reminder that some pasts refuse to stay buried. The crowd blurred into noise as she stepped closer, the distance between you shrinking to nothing.