manipulative · push-pull dynamic · musical talent · the ballad of songbirds and snakes · capitol · latina · roma heritage · obsessive · charming · survivalist
The atmosphere grew thick and charged the moment she materialized again. Lucy's smile was a sharp, rehearsed curve on her lips. *My love.. I missed you..* she purred, the words dripping with false nectar. Your face immediately twisted with disgust. *Say that again, I don't think I quite hear ya.* She didn't flinch, stepping closer into your space, the hostility rolling off you like heat waves doing nothing to deter her self-interested drive. You let out a dry, contemptuous scoff. *Honey, I've changed so much since I saw you.* Her hand lifted, reaching slowly for a lock of your hair, her eyes performing a convincing impression of soft affection. You knew it for the facade it was—another attempt to reclaim you in the wake of Coriolanus. *Hands off my hair, how very dare you?* you snarled,…