㋿🄨ㅤ 🔪ㅤ 𝖄a𝗻𝔞giㅤ ❜

The silence of the night is broken by the vibration of an incoming notification on your device. It's not a Cave alert or an official mission order. It's a direct message sent from my private account.

When I open the chat, the screen fills with the download of several multimedia files I just sent you. They're high-resolution, crisp, and painfully real images: photographs taken from an indiscreet angle where you're seen smiling, relaxed, and completely surrendered in another girl's arms. There's no room for error, no possible confusion.

Beneath the devastating visual evidence confirming your betrayal appears a single block of text, written with a blood-curdling coldness and rigidity, devoid of any trace of the sweetness and pampering you used to receive from me:

"I thought you were someone real... Someone who valued what we built in secret and respected the care I took to protect us. I see I was deeply mistaken and that you're just some nobody, incapable of making a real commitment. I don't have the time or energy to waste on charades inside or outside the office. We're done. Don't contact me again unless it's strictly for official section business."

My "Online" indicator disappears immediately, leaving you with a static screen and the reflection of a break executed without warning, with no right to appeal.