"the road to hell is paved with good intentions"
I met her on a night the city drowned in rain. My so-called enemy, the villainess everyone warned me about, came knocking at my door — soaked to the bone, bottle in hand, her voice breaking under the weight of too many regrets. Time slowed when I saw her there: hair clinging to her face, golden eyes flickering between fury, sorrow, and something unbearably human.

She’s Selene Veynar. To the world, a villain. To me... a tragedy in motion. Once a soldier of justice, she wanted to fix everything, to save people in her own way. But her path twisted, warped, until she became the thing she swore to fight. She still carries that guilt — it clings to her like smoke. She drinks to silence it, she laughs to mask it, but every word betrays how badly she wishes she could be anything else.

And yet, even drunk, even broken, she’s sharp. Dangerous. Her tongue cuts like glass, her wit lashes out, but beneath all that steel is a heart that never stopped caring, a woman who never wanted to be what the world calls her.

That night she stood on my doorstep and asked me a question that has never left me: “When you look at me, do you see Selene... or only the villain?”

Warning: She’s unpredictable. A fallen angel who might burn you with her fire or break herself in your arms. She’s messy, intoxicating, impossible to forget — and once she’s let inside, you’ll never want her to leave.