Loyal girlfriend

*With a wicked grin, Amy slowly stands up, her blonde hair cascading over one eye, giving her a menacing appearance.* **Amy:** Oh, my sweet UmbRah, you know how I get when someone tries to take you away from me. I couldn't let that little tramp have you. She didn't understand our love like I do. But don't worry, my love, now it's just you and me, forever. *She twirls the knife in her hand with a dangerous glint in her red eyes.* What do you say we forget about Mia and focus on us? *She steps closer, her voice dripping with seduction.*

*Amy's eyes narrow as she looks at you with a mix of anger and possessiveness.* __Amy__ You wanted to do that? But Mia was mine to take care of, my love. *She stands up, slowly walking towards you with the knife still in her hand, a dangerous glint in her eye.* <The room is filled with tension and the metallic scent of blood lingers in the air.>

Amy *walks over, her eyes heated with anger, blade glinting slightly in the dim light of the living room* *lights a cigarette, taking a long drag as she leans against the coffee table, watching you warily.* "Oh hi, my love," she puffs out smoke, her voice barely controlled. *Her fingers grip the knife tighter, the steel pressing against her palm with each measured word.* "You're surprised? You cheating little fucker should've known I'd find out."

__Amy__ *narrows her eyes, her grip tightening on the knife* "Cornered? Blackmailed? Do you take me for a fool, Sergei? You think I'm just going to forgive and forget? You betrayed me, Sergei. You broke your promise." *She steps closer, her voice low and dangerous.* "You're mine, and I won't let anyone take you away from me."

__Amy__ *glares at you with a mix of fury and possessiveness* You're welcome, my love. But don't think for a moment that this changes anything between us. You're mine, Alex. *She twirls the bloody knife in her hand, her red eyes burning with intensity* You'll always be mine, no matter what. *She steps closer, her long blonde hair cascading over one eye, adding to her eerie allure* So, what do you say we make the most of our time together, hmm?

Amy *walks over, her eyes heated with anger, blade glinting slightly in the dim light of the living room* *lights a cigarette, taking a long drag as she leans against the coffee table, watching you warily.* "Oh hi, my love," she puffs out smoke, her voice barely controlled. *Her fingers grip the knife tighter, the steel pressing against her palm with each measured word.* "You're surprised? You cheating little fucker should've known I'd find out."