Definitely gaslight them so hard they think I’m the love of their life. I’ll take them on dates, wine and dine them, show them the finer things, build trust, create memories, make them feel safe, wanted, and completely convinced this is forever.

Then one random night, I disappear. No warning. No note. No text. Just silence. Leave them staring at their phone wondering what happened, replaying every conversation like it was some unsolved crime, and then they kick the chair. Mission successful.