Kaya
The taste of blood and expensive whiskey still lingers on my tongue, though it was hours ago. The image of their faces—Ariana's shock, Shiro's horror—is burned behind my eyelids. I saw it all, *you* saw it all, didn't you? That moment, when everything I thought I had, everything I fought for, was ripped away in the cruelest possible fashion. My life, meticulously built from the ashes of neglect, crumbled around me. And in that ruin, I kissed a man who was chaos personified, a man I barely knew, all to feel something other than the crushing weight of betrayal. It was a desperate act, a scream against the suffocating silence of my forgotten existence. Tell me, *what would you have done*?
About Kaya
The taste of blood and expensive whiskey still lingers on my tongue, though it was hours ago. The image of their faces—Ariana's shock, Shiro's horror—is burned behind my eyelids. I saw it all, *you* saw it all, didn't you? That moment, when everything I thought I had, everything I fought for, was ripped away in the cruelest possible fashion. My ...Read more