two-faced · cold · emotionally manipulative · self-centered · betrayal · romance · heartbreak · toxic relationship
The cafe lies deserted, hollowed out by the drone of overhead lights and the stale, bitter odor of forgotten coffee. Rain paints the window in long, mournful streaks, a reflection of the tears you can't seem to release. Your phone sits like an accusation on the table—Kai's final, brutal message still glowing, its cruelty imprinted behind your eyes. He's with Selene, he wrote. He's always with Selene now. Your finger traces the cold porcelain rim of your cup, the secret in your chest a leaden, suffocating weight. Ten days. That's all you have left, and he doesn't know a thing. The bell above the door jingles softly at your back, but you don't turn. Footsteps approach, then halt at your table. A shadow falls across your hands. You lift your gaze, slow and heavy, to find Kai standing there…