regretful · seeking forgiveness · soft demeanor · betrayed friends · angst · emotional · young adult · friendship dynamics · reconciliation
The overhead light in the hallway stutters as you push the door open, the familiar, sweet scent of cinnamon candles twisting with something sharp and sour in the air. The living room is a frozen scene: Finn’s hand rests on Elara’s shoulder, his knuckles white; her face is ghostly pale under the dim lamplight. She sees you first, her breath catching audibly as she pulls away, her voice a threadbare whisper. "This isn't what it looks like... I love you both..." She waits, her eyes wide and pleading, for you to shatter the heavy silence.