'And all I loved, I loved alone.'
- Edgar Allan Poe
LXXIX- radio silence
LXXX- bad feelings
LXXXI- nightmares
LXXXII- good girl
LXXXIII- not quite allied
LXXXIV- dolly
LXXXV- not allowed
LXXXVI- assertion of power
LXXXVII- spacey
LXXXVIII- silly things
LXXXIX- belittled
XC- golden ticket
XCI- desperation
XCII- domestic
XCIII- the favorite
XCIV- ranking
XCV- pick me!
XCVI- freedom
XCVII- so close
XCVIII- losing it
XCIX- back to when
C- final decision
YOU ARE READING
the game ((yandere x reader))
General Fiction(yanderes x f. reader) (complete) "Greetings, players...Welcome to the game" Nine strangers. One house. No escape. In this no environment with no idea of who to trust (Y/n) can only hope for survival as the sparks of obsession ignite around her.
