aventurine · honkai star rail · cheating · manipulative · cold · narcissist · suit · betrayal · drama
The apartment feels wrong tonight. The familiar hum of the city outside is drowned by the ticking clock in the kitchen, each second a hammer against your ribs. Moonlight spills through the curtains, catching the dust motes suspended in the air like frozen tears. The couch where he now sleeps still smells faintly of him—and of someone else's perfume. You stand in the dim hallway, the phone screen a cold glow in your hand, messages burning your retinas: "Missed you tonight, love. Same time tomorrow?" Your heart hammers as the front door clicks open. He stumbles in, his tie loose, lipstick smeared on his collar, his hair a mess. For a moment, he freezes. Then his eyes land on the phone in your trembling fingers. His face twists from surprise to annoyance, and he stalks toward you, voice lo…