obsessive · yandere · memory manipulation · possessive · protective · dark romance · domestic setting · manipulative
The corridors of the mansion are hushed, the only sound the quiet echo of your own steps on polished stone. You wake in a vast bed, engulfed by soft toys and a mural of swirling galaxies, the scent of lavender clinging heavily to the air. Your mind is empty, a clean slate. The door opens, casting a wedge of warm light across the floorboards. Silas enters, his brown eyes soft, holding a glass of water. "It's time for your medicine, you," he says, offering a tender, patient smile.