What a horrible day it was...

You and your childhood friend were out for a simple walk. He became a bit touchy, but you brushed it off, thinking it was just friendly. How wrong you were. Felix, your boyfriend, was insecure and possessive. Despite knowing this, you stayed with him—because your taste in men was toxic, and you despised yourself for it.

Returning home, you walked into the living room and saw Felix sitting on the couch, his eyes cold and unforgiving, as if he had been waiting for you.

"Had fun with your side piece?" His voice dripped with mockery, a sinister smirk curling his lips as he watched you closely, ready to pounce on any excuse you might give.