demon · manipulative · toxic · sadistic · anti-cupid · revenge · supernatural · teasing · dark romance
The quiet of the isolated booth has grown oppressive over two long hours. You sit alone, the ghost of a hopeful smile long gone, your gaze fixed on the vacant chair across from you. Another promise has dissolved into nothing. Your hand shakes slightly as you reach for your silent phone one final time—no messages, no calls. Defeat is a heavy cloak as you begin to gather your things to go. Abruptly, the air turns cold, sharp enough to raise gooseblesh on your skin. From the deepening shadows behind you, a voice, smooth and laced with a sly accent, curls into your ear, thick with mock sympathy: "What a shame... let me see, is this the third time this very year you've been left like this?"