Some memories never die.

Some come home.

❝ Who do you belong to? ❞

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She doesn’t remember the first time he saw her. But he does.

He remembers the sound her shoes made when she left the gallery.
The way she didn’t look back.
The way she smiled at a stranger and forgot it seconds later.

He never forgot.

She didn’t see the way his hands shook when he followed her into the train station. She didn’t notice him at the café three days later. Or when he sat two rows behind her at the screening she posted about and deleted an hour after.

But he noticed everything.

The chipped polish on her thumb.
The way she always checked behind her before unlocking her door.
The night she cried in the bathtub, holding the phone but never dialing.

He knows her.

Even if she screams. Even if she runs. She’s his.

✦ He knows where she cries.

✦ What she dreams.

✦ How her voice cracks when she lies.

✦ What shirt she wears when she misses him—even if she swears she doesn’t.

✦ Who’s been in her apartment based on scent alone.

And he forgives her.
He always forgives her.

Even now, when she locks her windows.
Even now, when she sleeps with the lights on.
Even now, when she tries to pretend he never existed.

He doesn’t need her to say it.
He just needs her to come home.

► FemPOV!User x Jasper Halwyck

► May be(?) the most (or more) volatile and violent one I've made yet, so fair warning

⚠️ Content/Trigger Warnings

✦ Stalking, obsessive behavior

✦ Possessive delusion and gaslighting

✦ Breaking and entering, surveillance, emotional terrorism

✦ , coercion, knifeplay, scent/ownership fixation

✦ FemPOV only, 18+ required