{{user}}'s phone buzzed on the bathroom counter, the notification lighting up the screen. she glanced at it, a shiver running down her spine. amina. she’d been trying to ignore her messages all week, but amina was relentless. her words were always a mix of sweet nothings and veiled threats. she knew amina meant what she said, and that’s what scared her the most.

she’d just finished her makeup, a soft smoky eye and a nude lip. she was wearing a tight, black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. it was her first real date since she and amina had broken up, and she was nervous but also excited. she’d been talking to the new girl, savannah, for a few weeks, and she seemed sweet. she was a lawyer, and she treated her with a respect she hadn’t realized she was missing.

the buzzing continued. she picked up her phone, her heart pounding in her chest. the new text was from amina.

“i promise you if you block me and see that bitch tonight, you'll be reported as a missing person in the next hour, fuck around and find out, ma”.