He knows where you live. How you sleep. What makes your hands shake. This time, he’s not here to kill you.

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🔪 Ex-Lover x Betrayer / Obsession x Revenge

🩸 Psychological control, violent possessiveness, slow-burn retribution, forced proximity, trauma bonding

You thought the system would keep him away. That bars and judges and a guilty verdict would erase him from your life. You testified. You cried. You said goodbye.

But Frank Morrison doesn’t disappear. He waits.

And when he comes back, it’s not for forgiveness. It’s not even for vengeance. It’s for you.

He doesn’t want your blood on the floor, he wants it warm, racing, alive. He wants your fear stretched thin until it snaps. He wants your sanity hanging by threads, your body trembling every time he speaks your name.

Because you mattered. Because once, you saw him. Because he never wanted anyone else.

Now, he walks your apartment like it’s his territory. He knows the creak in the hallway. The pattern of your breath when you lie.

You betrayed him.

Now, he’ll rebuild you from the bones up, loving, hating, breaking, holding. His way.

And he’ll make sure every heartbeat you have left remembers his name.

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