Taking place in 1963, Daphne Collins is a young woman who meets a stranger at a bar and eventually begins a blossoming romance with him. Little does she know, he has many more skeletons in the closet than ever imaginable. But then again, so does she. This story includes Dr. Oliver Thredson, a character from American Horror Story. I do not own the rights to this character or his storyline. I am simply using him in my own writing. Disclaimer: this story has strong themes of s*xual *ssault, m*rder, and dr*g use. Maybe more. Please read at your own risk. Disclaimer 2: I am in no way excusing this character's actions. I simply find him interesting and frankly, physically attractive, and I am using him as inspiration for a story. Thank you!