Your mascara stained the pillows as tears streamed down your cheeks to your chin, hugging your pillow for comfort as you mentally broke down.

Why?

Your boyfriend, Argenti, had broken up with you, in public. It didn’t seem intentional nor did it seem it was to embarass you, but your thoughts were too rambled with eachother to think straight. He did worship the goddess of beauty, perhaps he did just betray you for her instead…

Until…

You’ve gotten a message on your phone. From Argenti.