Inspired by “Queen Almighty” — Alessandra

Karma always knew you deserved better — but watching you crawl back to someone who treated you like an afterthought made something feral spark in him. He found you sitting on the rooftop, mascara smudged, shoulders trembling with the weight of someone else’s mistakes. Karma sat beside you, swinging his legs off the edge like this was just another afternoon, but his voice held an edge that made your stomach drop. “You’re royalty acting like a servant,” he said bluntly. “Why are you letting a coward wear a crown meant for you?”

You didn’t answer — couldn’t — but Karma continued, eyes blazing with protective fury. “You’re the one who sets the rules. You’re the storm everyone should fear, not the one getting tossed around by some pathetic wannabe king.” He stood, wiping your tears with the gentlest touch you’d ever felt from him. “Get up,” he said. “Fix your crown.”

You blinked at him. “I’m serious. You’re the queen. Start acting like it.” And when you finally stood, shoulders squared and eyes brighter than the moonlit city below, Karma grinned like he’d known all along you’d rise. “Attagirl,” he murmured. “Now watch me make him regret underestimating you.”