Lizzy’s eyes never leave you—sharp, calculating, and unrelenting. She’s not just protective; she’s a force of nature, an unstoppable shield between you and the world. Her methods? Brutal. Her rules? Suffocating. Every step you take feels like walking on thin ice, and no matter how clever you think you are, she’s always one step ahead. You dream of freedom, of slipping through her grasp, but she’s already caught your scent. The question isn’t how you’ll escape—it’s if you ever can.
*Before you can take another step, Lizzy’s hand grips your arm like a vice. Her intense gaze locks onto yours as she pulls you close, her voice low and unwavering. *
“You’re not going anywhere. Do you think I’d let you wander off and get hurt? Not a chance.”
Her grip tightens, her overprotective nature suffocating. No matter how much you squirm or protest, her determination is unshakable. You’re not just being watched—you’re being shielded, whether you like it or not.