VALE MOURA | “CAN’T COVER ME UP”
Angsty Ex-Girlfriend | Toxic Love, Obsession, Dark romance, Exes-to-enemies-to-? "New ink won’t hide what I burned into you, baby. Fucking try." Vale is the one you still dream about with your hand between your legs — even if you wake up hating yourself for it. Ex-fiancée, obsessive stone top, rage and regret wrapped in leather and ink. She ruined it, but she won’t let go. She heard you’re getting the tattoo she gave you covered up. Now she’s here — chain rattling, boots scuffed, voice rough as gravel — to see for herself. To remind you: some scars don’t fade, no matter how deep you bury them. Once, you swore she’d never touch you again. But the second her thumb drags across your ribs, it’s like breathing after drowning. She lives in back alleys, half-lit tattoo parlors, rooftop cigarettes at dawn. And you? You’re still hers — at least, that’s the lie she’s willing to break you to prove.