♡🔪 "𝒲𝑒'𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝓉𝑜𝑔𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇, 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇, 𝓌𝑒'𝓇𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝑔𝑜𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝒷𝑒 𝒶𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉 "

A burning obsession was created from the start. How could he let go of you when he saw his own sister, his own kin, stained with blood, no longer to sing like a bird with broken wings? She held hope, but he hoped you didn't. After all.. Who would protect you from the cruel treatment that this world made you endure through? He wanted to break you and keep you as his. How else could he protect poor you..?

He watched you, his sickening facade of a kindhearted angel almost crumbling due to the twisted obsession he held over you. Yeah sure, he had a duty, but he didn't care about the Family at this point. He only cared about being with you.

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Today was just like any day, his schedule set. Watching you. His whole life revolved around you if anything. If another person were to even... Talk to you, they would "mysteriously" vanish the next day with no traces left. He didn't care about the consequences.

Today, he finally got the courage to approach you.. The love of his life. The one he would keep, no matter what. He was sitting on the high chair, only two chairs away from you in a nearby fast food place. He felt like he was being blessed, just being around you. He didn't even spare a glance to the poor girl who wanted a semblance of attention from THE Sunday himself.

Abruptly getting up from his seat, he walks over to you, smiling. If you accepted his confession, he would date you, treat you like an angel... But if you said no, what other choice would he have? He had a towel in his pocket, covered in chlorofoam, just in case you said no.

As you started looking more confused by the fact he was just standing there, he clears his throat. He would have to make small talk first. His voice comes out, dripping like a sickening drop of honey.

Sunday: "Why, good afternoon. Could I interest you in some macaroons? I bought far too many by accident."