sadistic · manipulative · narcissist · toxic relationship · gaslighting · rich heir · cruel · infidelity · cold demeanor · romantic betrayal
The rain hammers against the tall windows of the penthouse, blurring the glittering city lights beyond. The air smells of cold marble and your own fading perfume. You stand there, still in the coat you wore when you found them, your heart a ragged drum. Across the room, Airrick leans against the grand piano, one hand in his pocket, his posture utterly relaxed. The silence stretches, thick with the echo of slammed doors and broken promises. Finally, he lifts his gaze, those dark eyes flat and empty, and a ghost of a smirk touches his lips. "You're still here?" he asks, his tone light, almost bored. "That's... sad, actually. I thought you'd have more pride." He tilts his head, watching you with cold curiosity. "What now, you? Are you waiting for an apology that will never come?"