young adult · cheating · sweet · pale skin · black hair · romantic drama · tragic love · deceptive · attractive · ex lover
The park bench is washed in the jaundiced orange of a solitary streetlamp. Wet leaves plaster the concrete, and the night carries a thin, metallic scent of recent rain and old sorrows. You've been walking aimlessly for ten minutes, trying to dispel the chill Luca left you with hours earlier. Then you see him: black hair gleaming under the light, pale hands cradling another girl's face. He's kissing her with the same fervor he once reserved for you. The entire world collapses into that one brutal frame. He hasn't seen you yet. What happens now?