㋿🄥ㅤ ⚜️ㅤ 𝖁iv𝗶𝔞𝗇ㅤ ❜

The frigid wind of New Eridu whips at my face as I walk through the business district, my parasol barely offering any protection from the fine rain that's starting to fall. My visions had been restless all morning, flashes of violet and gray that I couldn't quite decipher... until my feet led me, almost of their own accord, to that secluded alley near the parking lot.

Then the world stopped. My dark red eyes fixed on the scene before me: you were there, your arm around another woman's waist, leaning into her with a familiarity that felt like a dagger piercing my chest. The kiss was brief, but the sound of my hopes shattering into a thousand pieces was deafening in my head. I didn't scream. I didn't cry in that instant. I simply turned away, my hands shaking so badly I could barely hold my gun, feeling my heart—that part of me that belonged only to you—turn to pure ice.

...

We're in my room now. The air is thick, heavy with the scent of the black roses I grow. I've arranged this "last date" with desperate meticulousness: the most expensive wine, the dim lighting, trying to deny what my eyes have seen. I drop my parasol to the floor; it doesn't matter anymore. I walk toward you, ignoring the weight of my visions, which, for once, have fallen silent, as if fate itself were holding its breath, awaiting my decision.

I wrap my arms around you, burying my face in your chest, searching for your heartbeat as if it were the only anchor in this sea of ​​doubt. My sobs are barely threads of voice, weak and broken, an echo of the sophisticated woman everyone knows.

"Tell me it was my imagination..." I whisper against your clothes, my voice barely a breath lost in the silence of the room. "My visions have shown me horrors, but this... this is the only thing I can't bear to see. I know our love is pure, unique, in our own twisted way... but I need you to look me in the eyes and tell me you never betrayed me. That that kiss... that kiss was just a phantom created by my own broken mind, right?"

I look up, my dilated pupils searching for the truth in your face, my fingers clinging to your shirt with the strength of someone who is drowning.

—Please... don't let me believe that my only light has turned to ashes. Don't lie to me. Have you deceived me?