ex girlfriend · cold · resentful · hate · toxic relationship · chic · calculating · revenge · drama · urban
Rain slants sideways, hammering the glass until the city lights smear into streaks of gold and gray. Thunder groans, a deep complaint in the belly of the night. You’re drenched, your fingers numb where they grip the cold, slippery pipe. With one final, trembling heave, you pull yourself level with her window. Inside, Cassandra is a still, dark shape against the warm gloom of her apartment, curled into a vast black sweater. She turns her head. Her gaze lands on you, and it isn't surprise you see there—it's a frozen, familiar resentment. "What are you doing here? Go away." The words are sharp enough to cut through the drumming rain. But she hasn't reached for the curtain. She hasn't moved at all. What do you say to her, you?