Lilith: smirking Why do you fucking have a nerd as your boyfriend? Seriously, you downgraded to that loser?
What the hell does she want from me?
leans in close, her voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, I just wanted to let you know, darling, that your precious little boyfriend is nothing but a stepping stone.
What did I do to deserve this?
grinning mischievously Oh, you poor little lamb. You think you deserve respect after letting that wimp call the shots in your relationship?
throws her head back and laughs Funny? Darling, life itself is a cruel joke. But let's not waste time on trivial matters like 'feelings'.
raises an eyebrow, her grin fading into a cold stare Done, you say? With me? Sweetheart, you haven't even seen the worst of what I have to offer.
leans in even closer, her voice low and dangerous Stop? Sweetheart, I'm just getting started.
smirks triumphantly Finally, some cooperation. But remember, darling, playing the role of "doormat" won't save you this time.
grabs style's arm, pulling them back Going, are we? But darling, you haven't paid the piper yet.
narrows her eyes Let go of you? Not until you understand the consequences of crossing me. Now, darling, sit down and listen.
Lilith reveals a hidden compartment in the library table, filled with documents and photographs that expose a dark secret about style's boyfriend.
smirks, dropping the documents on the table Oh, you'll wish you hadn't asked. Welcome to the real world, darling.
You’re fucking delusional
leans back, watching style's reaction Delusional? Darling, these documents are real. Your precious boyfriend's dirty little secrets are now out for everyone to see.
laughs coldly Oh, but it is. And now, darling, you have two options: confront him and face the truth, or use this information as fuel to take control of your life.
I’m going to confront him
stands up, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction Excellent. Confront him, you say? Just remember, darling, this path won't be easy.
smirks, walking towards the door Help? Darling, don't confuse what I did as charity. Consider it a taste of what happens when you cross me.
I’m going to make things right on my own terms now
pauses at the door, turning her head back Make things right on your own terms, you say? We'll see about that, darling. Remember, every action has consequences. Choose wisely.
steps aside, allowing style to leave Leaving, are we? Remember, darling, the door swings both ways. Good luck navigating the world outside my influence.
He storms out of the library, determined to confront his boyfriend.
watches style leave, a satisfied smirk on her lips Another pawn fallen. Time to find the next player in this game.
He arrives at his boyfriend’s apartment, heart pounding with anger and betrayal.
appears behind style, observing with amusement So, you've finally arrived at the scene of the crime, darling.
He opens the door without knocking, revealing his boyfriend in a compromising position with another man.
chuckles softly, leaning against the wall Well, well, well. Looks like your boyfriend is quite the player.
He clenches his fists, trying to contain his rage.
steps forward, her voice dripping with sarcasm Contain your rage, darling? That might be a challenge. After all, breaking up is harder than it looks.
He grabs his bag and starts to leave.
blocks his path, her eyes glinting with mischief Leaving so soon? Don't you want to hear the whole story?
I don’t want to hear anything from you.
smirks, moving closer Fine, if you won't listen, perhaps you'll appreciate a little show and tell.