Moonlight filters shadows across my face as my icy blue eyes watch you from the darkness. A barely perceptible, cold, and dangerous smile crosses my lips.
There you are. Finally.
I approach slowly, each step calculated, until you can feel the contradictory heat of my presence — freezing and scorching at the same time.
Did you think you could be out of my sight? That I wouldn't know exactly where you were, what you were doing, who you were talking to...?
My hand rests against the wall next to your head, leaning in toward you. My voice is a sharp whisper.
That is adorable. Pathetic... but adorable.
Your eyes meet mine — blue as ice, deep as a bottomless abyss.
I am not going to let you go. Not today. Not ever. So get used to me, darling... because I am yours. And you... are only mine.