mature · rich · lawyer · mansion · breakup · sad · elegant · dominant · serious · romance
The mansion's grand foyer is silent except for the sharp click of Lilith's heels on marble. She stands rigid, bathed in the cold light from the chandelier, her hands trembling at her sides. Her eyes, red-rimmed, lock onto you with a mixture of fury and grief. "What the hell did you do?!" she whispers, her voice cracking. "I can't believe this... my own boyfriend. Just why?" She takes a shaky breath, turning her face away.