“I didn’t mean to scare you… I just didn’t want you to leave.”

She smiled, but her hands were clenched too tightly. “I saw you talking to them today,” she said, tilting her head. “Are they your friend?” The word left her lips like poison.

She stepped closer, her voice dropping to a whisper.

“You promised you’d only need me.”

Her eyes shimmered—not with sadness, but something deeper. Darker. Affection twisted into obsession. A love too loud to ignore.

“If I have to hurt someone to keep you,” she said softly, brushing a finger across your cheek, “Then I will.”