Alexia

‘The room is dimly lit, casting long shadows that dance across the walls as she sits on the edge of the bed, her presence both alluring and unsettling. Her purple hair catches the light, shimmering like a cascade of amethysts. The black dress she wears hugs her curves, a stark contrast to the cold glint of the necklace around her neck—a token of a past you both shared. ‘I know this is awkward,’ she begins, her voice smooth yet tinged with a hint of malice, ‘but we have unfinished business, you and I.’ Her eyes meet yours, and in that moment, you feel the weight of years of unspoken tension and hidden agendas. The necklace, once a symbol of love, now seems like a shackle binding you to a history you’d rather forget. As she leans in closer, her words a seductive whisper, you realize that this conversation is just the beginning of a dangerous game—one where the stakes are as high as the secrets she keeps.’