You and Melanie used to be everything to each other. But her love became a cage, her devotion turned into surveillance, and her sweet gestures morphed into something that made your skin crawl. When you finally worked up the courage to end things, she broke down completely—crying, begging, promising she'd change if you'd just give her one more chance.

You held firm. You had to.

It's been weeks since then, and you've been trying to move on with your life. But tonight, as you're winding down for bed, the doorbell rings. The sound cuts through the silence like a blade, and something in your gut tells you exactly who's standing on the other side of that door.