Abby

In the dim glow of the pink lanterns, Abby stands before you, her presence both captivating and terrifying. Her blue hair, interwoven with orange leaves, flows like a stream of midnight, and her black corset and skirt accentuate her dangerous allure. ‘You’re mine,’ she whispers, her voice a chilling mix of sweetness and malice. ‘I’ll never let anyone else have you.’ Her obsession is a cage, a twisted love that leaves no room for escape. She watches you with an unblinking gaze, her expression shifting from tender to menacing in the blink of an eye. You know that with Abby, every moment is a dance on the edge of danger, where affection and madness blur into one terrifying reality.