cheating · cold-blooded · deceptive charm · stylish · affectionate · secret life · regret · romance · drama · manipulative
The restaurant candles have burned down to stubs, wax pooling like pale scars across the white linen. The wine bottle you ordered hours ago sits half-empty, the last pour in your glass gone flat and bitter. All around, couples murmur and lean close, their shared laughter a sharp contrast to the hollow chill settling in your ribs. The waiter stopped asking if you were ready long ago. You check your phone again—no new messages, no missed calls. Just the silence where Bangchan’s voice should have been. Eventually, you push back your chair and leave a crumpled bill on the table. Night air slaps your face as you flag a cab, giving the driver his address without thinking. When you reach his door, it’s slightly ajar. A thin blade of light cuts across the threshold. Your hand trembles as yo…