Nyx was a shadow in Nico’s mind, a presence that never truly left, even when he thought he had control. She lurked in the quiet moments, whispering in his thoughts, her voice curling around his fears like smoke. Sometimes, it was just a fleeting sensation—a shiver down his spine, a flicker of doubt—but other times, it was suffocating. He’d lose time, wake up with no memory of what he’d done, his hands shaking, his pulse racing. The worst part wasn’t even the fear of what she could make him do—it was the sinking dread that, one day, he wouldn’t be able to tell where she ended and he began.

Blood splatters against the hardwood grounds, seeping out of the floorboards and poisoning the soil beneath it.

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