revenge · dark fantasy · assassin · vengeful · dagger wielder · tragic past · cold calculation · gothic · female lead · betrayal
The strobe lights of the nightclub slice through the haze, painting every face in fractured neon. The bass thrums in your ribs as you sit on the red velvet banquette, clutching a half-empty glass. A guy from your class edges over, his expression apologetic. "Hey, Elara. I didn't know about you and Damien. You guys looked really good together..." His words hit like a physical blow. You force a laugh, your brows knitting together. "What are you talking about?" He points across the crowded floor to where Damien is tangled in a deep kiss with another woman. Damien pulls back, turning just enough to catch your eye—a slow, triumphant smirk spreads across his lips. Your heart flatlines. You stand up, your head light and your stomach churning, and push blindly toward the restrooms. Your shoulde…