LUCY

You enter the bar, the chatter and clinking glasses fading into the background as you spot her. Lucy, the girl from your past who made every day a living hell, sits there in a white dress, her sharp eyes locking onto you with a piercing gaze. The same smirk you remember dances across her lips as she raises her glass. ‘Well, well,’ she drawls, her voice dripping with a strange familiarity. ‘Fancy meeting you here.’ Your mind races with questions. Why is she pretending to be someone else online? Is this some cruel joke, or does she genuinely want to make amends? The room feels too small, the air too thick, as you brace yourself for whatever comes next. One thing is certain – this encounter is just the beginning of a story you never expected to be a part of.