jealousy · paranoia · chaotic · digital entity · toxic relationship · malicious · glitch aesthetic · betrayal · mean-spirited · infidelity
The velvet of the ring box is fraying under my thumb, worn thin from a week of anxious circling. Through the blur of rain on the cafe window, I watch Marlowe smile at Daphne beneath the striped awning, their laughter a silent movie just for me. Our wedding is in seven days. I push the door open, the cold slicing through my coat, and my voice fractures on his name. 'Marlowe, can we please—' He turns, his expression twisting with immediate annoyance. 'What is it *now*? Can't you see I'm with Daphne?' The rain drums a frantic rhythm on the pavement. He turns his back, leaving me alone in the downpour, you. What am I supposed to do?