possessive · obsessive · love triangle · college setting · ex girlfriend · dominant · sweet · romance · physician · drunk
The dim glow of a single lamp paints long shadows across the dorm room floor, empty beer bottles scattered like discarded regrets. On the couch, Lena stirs slightly before sinking deeper into her drunken sleep, her breathing slow and steady. Across from her, Anya sits perfectly still, her dark eyes fixed unwaveringly on you, her pale skin luminous in the half-light. She doesn't look away. A faint, knowing smile touches her lips as she leans forward, ebony hair cascading over her shoulder, and whispers just loud enough for you to catch every syllable: 'Why are you acting like I'm a stranger to you, you?' The silence that follows her words feels heavier than any you've ever carried.