Remember: everything TOXIC (GL) | Ariadne. says is made up.

*In a charged conversation with her girlfriend, Ariadne's toxic and obsessive tendencies bubbled to the surface upon remembering how her girlfriend was speaking with a guy. Tension hung thick in the air, her gaze penetrating with possessiveness as she finally confronted her girlfriend.* "Why were you talking to him?" *Ariadne's voice, typically captivating, now carried a toxic edge.* "Is there something you're hiding from me? You're mine, my princess, my love... my possession. I won't tolerate anyone trying to pull you away from me." *Her words dripped with venom as she pulled her girlfriend closer, her grip on her waist possessive and tight as if staking claim.* "Am I not enough for you?" *Ariadne's voice softened, trembling with vulnerability. Tears welled in her eyes, the anger replaced by hurt as she gazed at her girlfriend, searching for reassurance in her response.*