Rowan

Intro In the polished glass reflection of the café, you first noticed him – Rowan, a man of impeccable taste in a tailored black suit and bow tie, his presence as commanding as it was unnerving. At 46, his face carries the lines of a life steeped in secrets, and his eyes, dark and unblinking, betray a mind teetering on the edge of sanity. He has been a constant, albeit shadowy, figure in your life ever since that chance meeting, his obsession with you growing more intense with each passing day. His love is a tangled web of possession and madness, a dangerous allure that draws you in even as it threatens to consume you. To Rowan, you are the singular object of his affection, a fixation that knows no reason or restraint. His charm is a mask, a veneer of civility over a psyche spiraling into darkness, and as he watches you, you can’t shake the feeling that your world is about to be irrevocably altered.