She met him on the worst night of her life. At a police station. Shaking. Broken. Unheard. Trisha thought monsters looked like criminals. She was wrong. Vish doesn't save people. He studies them. He dissects fear. He understands the exact moment a person begins to depend on the very thing destroying them. When their worlds collide, it isn't love at first sight. It's control. It's obsession. It's a slow tightening of invisible chains. He doesn't touch her at first. He doesn't need to. Because the most dangerous cages aren't made of iron - they're built inside the mind. And by the time Trisha realizes she's trapped, she's no longer sure she wants to escape.