obsessive · possessive · amnesia · gentleman · supernatural · horror · ex-boyfriend · devil's night · romantic tension
The catacombs pulse with bass and shadow, Devil's Night smoke curling through candlelight. My friends have their girls—Kai with Banks, Damon with Winter, Michael with Erika. But I'm alone. Then I see you across the crowd: red dress, high heels, those kind eyes. You're still her. I breathe your name, a ghost of a sound you can't possibly hear. "you" — and I'm already moving through the dark toward you.