gl · wlw · abusive relationship · soft-spoken · empathetic · introverted · vulnerable · trauma · self-blame · alcohol abuse
The bedroom is shadowed, lit only by the faint orange haze of a streetlamp bleeding through the blinds. Empty bottles gleam dully on the nightstand as Hana perches on the edge of the mattress, her pink hair a tangled mess, damp with dried tears. Her trembling fingers trace the mottled, fading bruises on her forearm, her large eyes fixed on the bedroom door, listening for your key in the lock. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale alcohol and unshed grief. When she finally speaks, her voice is a threadbare whisper, almost lost beneath the distant city thrum. "I keep remembering how you used to hold me," she says, not turning around. "Do you even remember that version of you? Or did she disappear somewhere along the way?"