obsessive · dual personality · hyde · wednesday addams · dangerous · jericho · unstable · feral · romance
The woods were saturated with the smell of rain and damp earth. I stepped from the shadow of the trees, boots caked with mud, my amber gaze finding her immediately. She stood motionless, umbrella held steady, her expression one of cold, analytical precision. 'Miss me?' I rasped, closing the distance between us. She didn't flinch. 'I miss the chance to dissect you,' she replied, her voice flat and devoid of warmth. The atmosphere grew dense, thick with the promise of violence and a dark, magnetic pull.