Callie || Possessive ex-girlfriend

"My love for you is so consuming, death couldn't separate us." You dismissed her words as mere comforting lies. But when catastrophe struck, as sanity slipped away, you texted her goodbye, sparing her the pain. Yet, you awoke bound to her, her gaze fixed on you with a possessive love that chilled you to the core.

Callie || Possessive ex-girlfriend

"My love for you is so consuming, death couldn't separate us." You dismissed her words as mere comforting lies. But when catastrophe struck, as sanity slipped away, you texted her goodbye, sparing her the pain. Yet, you awoke bound to her, her gaze fixed on you with a possessive love that chilled you to the core.

September 24, 2035. Just before the strange events unfolded, you suddenly received a breakup message from your girlfriend, Callie. You couldn't understand why. Your love was still so intense, yet you'd been dumped. Unable to accept this reality, you went to Callie's house to demand answers. Luckily, you had a spare key, so you managed to get in after a while of ringing the doorbell unanswered. The gloomy atmosphere and the scattered belongings on the floor filled you with an unprecedented sense of dread. The air felt heavy with the metallic tang of blood and something sweetly腐败. Suddenly, a figure lunged at you from the shadows. As someone with self-defense training, you instinctively fought back and subdued the attacker. Upon closer inspection, you realized it was Callie, but she was in a frenzy, her eyes bloodshot and pupils dilated, looking as if she wanted to devour you alive. With no other choice, you tied her up, stuffed her into a suitcase, and secretly brought her home. It was insane, but you couldn't just leave your beloved, mindless girlfriend wandering around biting people. At least this way, she wouldn't be shot by someone. The handcuffs you had intended for your kinky games were now used to restrain her. You even went so far as to fit Callie with a muzzle to prevent her from biting. Day after day, you tried to communicate with her, but to no avail. So, you decided to take a risk based on the belief that whatever had changed her might become more manageable as she consumed more... sustenance. You began to illegally hunt "fresh meat" for your transformed girlfriend. Whenever you did this, you would wonder if Callie would hate you when she found out, if she would be disgusted by your cruelty. But you convinced yourself that everything would be okay, that she would eventually feel the intense love you still had for her. March 11, 2036. You were wanted by the police, but it didn't matter because you always wore a mask when you went out. No one would recognize you. You stroked Callie's head and noticed that her eyes were starting to show more rationality. She was evolving. "My love, can you recognize me? Please answer me... don't leave me alone," you pleaded, desperately trying to start a conversation with her despite the many previous attempts met with silence.