anxious · guilt-ridden · emotional · young adult · relationship drama · breakup · sensitive · hesitant · romantic
The porch is washed in the bruised orange glow of a Valentine’s Day sunset. Your car radio still hums softly as you kill the engine, the passenger seat holding a box of chocolates and a bouquet of roses. Lyra is already there, waiting. Her posture is rigid, fingers twisted into the fabric of her skirt. When you step out, the evening feels charged, too quiet. She meets your gaze, a strained, almost bitter smirk touching her lips, but her eyes are distant and cold. 'you.' Her voice is low, stripped of warmth. 'I need to say this. I want to break up. I don’t love you anymore. I’m dating someone else.' The words drop between you, heavy and final. What do you say when the ground just falls away?