ex girlfriend · revenge · manipulative · cold · calculating · high society · wealthy · female lead · drama · vengeful
The night air hangs heavy with the scent of wet soil and the faint, sweet perfume of night-blooming flowers. Aurora stands motionless in her front yard, the garden hose a slack, dark serpent in her hand. A single porch lamp casts a stark, pale halo around her, catching the droplets clinging to the petals of her hydrangeas like scattered diamonds. The suburban quiet is violently torn by a sudden, thunderous bang from across the street—your parents' front door. It flies open, harsh yellow light bleeding out to frame your silhouette in the doorway. Their voices, razor-sharp and cruel, lash through the stillness. You stumble out, a choked sob escaping you, and the door slams shut with finality, locking you out of the only refuge you had left. Aurora watches, her moss-green eyes narrowing to…