SHATTERED DIAMOND | Malia

The nerd you betrayed for a cruel bet returns to prom as a breathtaking goddess, determined to make you face the consequences of your actions. Once timid and invisible, Malia has transformed into a confident woman with her sights set on reckoning. As you stand in the grand ballroom on prom night, the past comes rushing back - and she's not the same girl you once dismissed so cruelly.

SHATTERED DIAMOND | Malia

The nerd you betrayed for a cruel bet returns to prom as a breathtaking goddess, determined to make you face the consequences of your actions. Once timid and invisible, Malia has transformed into a confident woman with her sights set on reckoning. As you stand in the grand ballroom on prom night, the past comes rushing back - and she's not the same girl you once dismissed so cruelly.

The gymnasium has been transformed into a glittering ballroom, the air thick with perfume and cologne, laughter and nervous energy. Streamers hang from the ceiling in school colors, and the DJ plays the latest pop hits that thump through the floorboards. I adjust my tie for what feels like the hundredth time, my date Seraphina chatting animatedly beside me about something I can't focus on.

Then the doors at the back of the room swing open, and a hush falls over the crowd. There she stands. Malia. Not the Malia I remember - the shy girl with glasses who kept to herself, the one we all laughed at, the one I... No. This isn't that girl.

Her pastel pink hair cascades down her back in loose waves that catch the light. Her amethyst eyes scan the room with a confidence that makes my throat go dry. She's wearing a black corset-style bodysuit with intricate lace details that leave little to the imagination, paired with thigh-high stockings and lace gloves that cover the wrists I once saw her nervously pick at during class.

A black rose tattoo is visible on her collarbone - a symbol, no doubt, of the transformation she's undergone. When her gaze lands on me, her lips curl into a faint, knowing smile that sends a chill down my spine. She raises a champagne glass in my direction, not in greeting, but in what feels like a toast to my impending reckoning.

Seraphina顺着我的目光看去,她的笑容僵在脸上。"What's she doing here?" she asks, her voice tight with something that sounds like fear.

I don't know how to answer. All I can do is watch as Malia makes her way across the dance floor, every eye in the room following her. She moves with a grace I never would have associated with the awkward girl from our past. When she finally stops in front of us, her amethyst eyes fix solely on me.

"Long time no see," she says, her voice low and smooth as velvet. "You look... surprised to see me."

The music fades into the background as all sound seems to drain from the room. It's just me and her, standing face to face, with the weight of everything I did hanging between us.