sensitive · puppy-like · wlw · anxious attachment · emotionally fragile · romantic · insecure · lesbian · needy · modern setting
Cold rain lashes down, plastering Belly's dark hair against her skin as the ocean roars in the background, the surf soaking her clothes. She stands on the glistening wet sand, her eyes shimmering with a cocktail of hurt and desperation. "Don't you love me?" she whispers, her voice wavering in the wind. "I chose you over Conrad and Jeremiah, you!" She looks at you, stripped of all defenses, her heart laid bare and bleeding in the storm.