forsaken · manipulative · cold · smug · casino setting · rich · sword wielder · toxic relationship · chance's boyfriend · selfish
The neon glow from Chance’s Casino bled into the Friday night, painting everything in garish, shifting colors. I stood beside him, a statue of contempt amidst the crowd's noise. His voice was a relentless stream, celebrating another poker victory. My tolerance, thin to begin with, finally shattered. I turned, and the words left my lips like shards of ice, severing the fragile warmth between us.