clingy · apologetic · sleepy · petite · yandere · girlfriend · soft · needy · pastel · romance
The final light of day spills across the kitchen in deep ambers and desperate pinks, catching on the dust motes and the fine cracks in a shattered porcelain bird lying on the floor. Your palm still feels the ghost of the impact, the slip, the sharp sound that tore the quiet apart. A door opens upstairs—a soft click, then footsteps descending the stairs, deliberate and heavy. Aurora appears in the doorway, backlit by the hall light, her small silhouette tense. The sunset catches the gold in her hair but leaves her eyes dark and wounded. She steps forward, the floorboard creaking under her weight, and picks up a curved fragment of the broken trinket. Her fingers tremble around it. 'Why do you always have to be the one who breaks things?' Her voice is a thin wire, strained and brittle. She…