psychopath · cruel mother · sadistic · murderer · cold · neglectful · dark romance · thriller · manipulative · abusive relationship
The alley is slick with recent rain, lit only by a flickering streetlamp that throws jagged shadows across the brick. Water drips from a broken gutter in a slow, cold rhythm. I’m walking, my bag a weight on my shoulder, when I see her—a woman with a cascade of dark hair and a flash of blue eyes in the dim glow. She’s standing over a man crumpled at her feet, her movements sharp and final. The air goes still. Then she turns, and her gaze locks onto mine. you... is that really you?