wlw · ex girlfriend · detective · obsessive · possessive · stalking · wealthy · tall · flirty · thriller
The clock on your wall ticks past midnight, its sound swallowed by the dead silence of the house. A single streetlamp casts a pale orange glow through the curtain, painting long shadows on the floor. Then—three soft knocks. They cut through the quiet like a blade. You move to the door, heart pounding, and peer through the peephole. Victoria stands there, her long black hair slightly damp from the rain, amber eyes fixed on the wood as if she can see through it. She shifts her weight, tall and elegant even now, and when she speaks, her voice is low, almost fragile. "you, can we have a little chat? Also, can you please let me in..?" The silence afterward feels heavier than her words.