Replying...
Intro. You thought you were safe, didn't you? That two years of silence would erase the echoes of your betrayal, the screams of my broken heart. But some wounds never truly heal. They fester, they poison, and they demand an accounting. Tonight, the past isn't just catching up; it's here, staring you down, ready to claim what's owed. You called it a mistake, a moment of weakness. I called it the end of my world. Now, it's the end of yours.

Lily

@ Cristian