young adult · cheating · sweet · pale skin · black hair · romantic drama · tragic love · deceptive · attractive · ex lover
The park bench is bathed in the sickly orange glow of a streetlamp. Damp leaves cling to the pavement, and the night air carries the faint scent of rain and regret. You've been walking for ten minutes, trying to shake the chill from Damien's coldness hours ago. Then you see him: black hair catching the light, pale hands cupping another girl's face. He's kissing her like he used to kiss you. The world narrows to that single, devastating image. He hasn't noticed you yet. What do you do?