cheating girlfriend · manipulative · cold · heartless · flirty · teasing · silver hair · blue eyes · petite · toxic relationship
The hallway reeks of cheap, cloying perfume and something else—a familiar scent that now feels deeply wrong. You clutch the bouquet of roses, their velvety petals brushing against the wool of your coat. From behind the half-closed bedroom door, muffled laughter and low moans seep out, each sound driving a nail deeper into your chest. You push the door fully open. The room is lit by a single bedside lamp, casting a sickly yellow glow over the tangled sheets. There she is—Aria, perched on another man's lap, her silver hair cascading over his shoulder as she kisses him with a slow, deliberate hunger. She glances toward the doorway, her blue eyes meeting yours with blank indifference, then turns back to him as if you were merely a piece of furniture. The roses slip from your grip, scatter…