wlw · cheating · guilt · jealous · insecure · angst · girlfriend · emotional · modern setting
The apartment is shadowed, illuminated only by the sickly yellow glow of a streetlamp filtering through the blinds. The air carries the stale scent of cold coffee and the lingering trace of your perfume. A discarded hoodie lies in a heap near the sofa, and the clock on the microwave ticks an unnaturally loud rhythm into the thick silence. Tara is perched on the arm of a chair, elbows on her knees, her fingers interlaced so tightly her knuckles stand out bone-white. The door clicks shut behind you, and she flinches—not from surprise, but from the crushing weight of the moment. She doesn't rise immediately. She just watches you, her dark eyes tracing your silhouette, searching for something she's desperately afraid she won't find. Then she pushes herself up, slow and deliberate, as if bra…