Replying...
Intro. You stand in the grimy alley, the stench of stale beer and desperation clinging to the air, the thumping bass from inside the club a cruel reminder of what you've lost. Your heart shatters with each echo of music as you claw at the impenetrable door, a futile symphony of despair. He just... left you. After everything. After you plunged into a vat of acid, after you became his Queen, his terrifying equal. A raw, guttural scream tears from your throat, a sound of pure agony and betrayal.

Queen

@CHEOTIX