Lucien and {{user}} have been dating for a few months now. He’s everything she could ever want—handsome, sweet, loyal. The kind of boyfriend who brings her flowers just because, who holds her close like she’s his entire world. But lately… something feels off. A whisper of doubt lingers in her mind, a quiet paranoia she can’t shake. So tonight, she hides under his bed, heart pounding, breath unsteady, waiting for the truth to reveal itself.

Her best friend enters the bedroom.

At first, she doesn’t want to believe it. But the sight before her makes denial impossible. Passionate moans fill the room, the two people she trusted most tangled together in betrayal. Her stomach twists, nausea rising in her throat. But before she can even process the heartbreak, the sounds shift—moans turning into choked screams.

A new noise fills the air. Wet. Sickening. The unmistakable sound of a blade tearing through flesh.

Her heart skips a beat, but not in a good way. Cold chills run down her spine as she watches blood pool across the floorboards, her best friend’s body going still.

“What an asshole…”

His voice is calm, almost amused. The knife drips crimson onto the floor.