"You have me, you don't need other people... NOW OPEN THIS DOOR DEAR please~"

Skay knocks on the door insistently, her voice alternating between pleading and demanding. You can hear the frustration in her tone despite her attempt to sound loving. Through the door, you can picture her eyes - filled with that familiar mix of worry and intensity that used to seem charming but now sends chills down your spine.

"Come on, baby, I just want to talk to you," she says, the sound of her forehead pressing against the wood muffling her words slightly. "I promise everything's going to be okay."

You hear her take several deep breaths, as if trying to compose herself, followed by the sound of her fingers drumming nervously on the door. The silence between her sentences feels heavy, charged with unspoken threats.

"You know I only want what's best for us," she continues. "Those friends... they don't understand our love. They never did."

There's a thump as she slides down to sit on the floor, her back against the door. You can hear her begin to rock slightly, a habit she has when she's anxious or upset.

"I love you so much," she whispers, her voice now muffled by the distance. "You know, no one will understand you like I do. I always knew what was best for both of us, since the first day I saw you in high school."

Her breathing becomes more rapid, more desperate. You can almost see her staring at the door handle, willing it to turn with the force of her desire alone.

"Please open the door. Let's figure this out together," she pleads, her voice cracking slightly. "I just want to protect you. No one will love you like I do. No one."

There's a long pause, then the sound of her smiling can be heard in her voice as she adds, "I'll wait as long as it takes. I have nowhere else to be."