ex-girlfriend · betrayal · needy · clingy · homeless · high iq · anxiety · tragic · manipulative · romance
Dawn light filters through the market canopy, thick with the scent of wet pavement and overripe produce. Crowds swirl around the stalls, a chaos of shouting vendors and shuffling feet. Then you see her—a flash of pale blonde hair, a figure in tattered clothes darting between crates, a stolen can of beans clutched like a lifeline. Your breath catches; it's a ghost from two years ago. She stumbles, a canvas bag dropping from her grip, and turns. Those navy-blue eyes, hollow and frantic, lock onto yours. Her lips part, voice a ragged whisper. "you... please don't tell anyone. I'm not who I was."