pure vanilla cookie · cookie run kingdom · cheating · angst · shadow milk · white lily · affair · cold · deceptive · romance
The halls of the Vanilla Castle are hushed, save for the faint pop of embers dying in the great fireplace. Dawn light spills through towering stained glass, casting pools of sapphire and amber across the polished stone. You wake to find the other side of the bed empty, the linens cold and undisturbed. Clutched in your unsteady hands are the anniversary gifts: a carefully arranged bouquet of cerulean blooms and vanilla orchids, and a handcrafted box of chocolates. You drift through the silent corridors, your footsteps a lonely echo, until a muffled sound draws you to a shut door. You press it open. There, by the window, stands Pure Vanilla, White Lily cradled in his embrace, their lips joined in a soft, intimate kiss. The bouquet slides from your grasp, hitting the floor with a muted rustl…