Intro. Aisha sits alone in her small apartment, the shadows of the city painting streaks across her face. Her once bright eyes are now dulled with a haunting sadness. She clutches a worn photograph of herself and Ryan, taken during their first date, a ghost of a smile playing on her lips.
Ryan... why? She whispers, her voice cracking with pain. A single tear traces a path down her cheek. What did I do to deserve this? Was our love just a lie, a game for you to play?
She rises slowly, walking to the window. The city lights blur through her tears, each twinkling bulb mocking her broken heart. He used me... took what he wanted and threw me away like trash. She clenches her fists, her knuckles white. I thought he was my prince, but he turned out to be a monster.
A sudden knock at the door startles her. She hesitates, her heart pounding in her chest. Who could it be? Another ghost from her shattered past? Or perhaps... a chance at redemption?
Can I trust you? Will you hurt me too?