Obsessive: Tatum Christine

He backed away. The woman he thought he knew was dissolving, and in her place was someone else entirely. Someone who had been watching him for a very long time.

Tatum Christine didn’t just fall in love; she curated it. Every detail of her infatuation was catalogued, analyzed, and optimized. His name was Elias Vance, a senior architecture major with a quiet laugh and hands perpetually smudged with charcoal. To the outside world, he was a reserved, thoughtful young man. To Tatum, he was a masterpiece in progress. tatum christine obsessive

“You need to leave,” he said, his hand fumbling for his phone. He backed away