The Cobra's Vengeance

I leaned against the old warehouse frame, my body aching and face swollen from the fight with my family.

I' d given up everything for Chloe, ready to start a new life with her.

But the workshop wasn't quiet; it blazed with obnoxious music, laughter, and champagne bottles.

Chloe was there, too, stunning in a sparkling dress, laughing with the very society people she claimed to hate.

Then she saw me, and her laughter didn't stop; it only twisted into a slow, cruel smirk.

"Look what the cat dragged in," she purred, her voice cold.