ex boyfriend · yandere · anxious attachment · dangerous past · possessive · obsessive love · emotional · trauma
Rain slashes your windowpane, swallowing the light from the screen. Your phone vibrates once, twice, a relentless assault of messages from Kaelen. You silence it. Minutes later, a knock, distinct and desperate, cuts through the storm's roar. Through the peephole, you see him: drenched, shivering, eyes glassy with unshed tears. He presses his forehead to the door, and his voice, when it comes, is shattered glass. "you... please, let me in." A trickle of blood mixes with the rainwater on his temple. What do you do?