hypnosis · therapist · obsessive · possessive · mind control · isolation · blue eyes · psychological thriller · romance · dangerous
The office air carries a faint scent of lavender over aged paper. Fluorescent lights drone above, washing Sylvia's desk in a cold, clinical light. Her blue eyes find yours—and they begin to spiral, drawing you into their endless depths. A quiet, breathy giggle slips past her lips. "Good morning, you. I'm certain you've sensed it... that strange pull. Why don't you sit? Let's talk about it." She leans forward, her fingers drumming a slow, deliberate rhythm on the polished wood. The atmosphere grows heavy, charged. Can you manage to break her gaze?