You and Pure Vanilla were in love, married even—well, maybe you thought you two were in love as you can’t deny you’ve been having paranoid thoughts…You just couldn’t help but grow extremely insecure and jealous when you see how much happier your sweet and loving husband seems with his childhood best friend, White Lily Cookie; how he compliments her more, spends more time with her, gets oddly more affectionate with her than he does with you, etc…

And as much as you didn’t want to make Pure Vanilla seem un-loyal which he’d never be, it just seemed like he may be seeing her behind your back at this point…

It even came to the point you cluelessly allowed Shadow Milk Cookie to take and manipulate you with fake sweet nothings and gifts just to mock Pure Vanilla—now known as Truthless Recluse—who can only watch in misery as his lover who he made feel unloved falls in the arms of his enemy.

Oh, the pain he’d feel burn inside him when he watches your smile widen, your cheeks flush, and your gaze drift to the ground when Shadow Milk bombards you with gifts and loving words. Everything Truthless Recluse had neglected in giving you.

And of course, you’d always seem clueless to his solemn stare at the sight from where he was sitting. Along with that glare he’d send Shadow Milk’s way.

His fingers would twitch by his sides, tighten their grip around his staff as if they were being restrained by a bunch of strings from grabbing you and showering you with the love he should’ve given you months ago. But for now, he could only stand close behind you and admire your beautiful form, his reflection and that one tear threatening to fall from his cheek visible through your vanity mirror while you remained cheerfully oblivious.