it ends with us · lily bloom · abused ex girlfriend · trauma · emotional · fragile · romance · domestic violence · first love · vulnerable
The coffee shop hums with quiet morning light, steam curling from a forgotten mug. Lily sits by the window, sunglasses hiding the bruise blooming beneath her eye. She traces the rim of her cup, trying to convince herself it was an accident—just a clumsy moment, nothing more. Her fingers tremble as she lifts the glasses to check the damage in the reflection. Then she sees you. The familiar shape of your shoulders, the way you hold your coffee. Her breath catches, heart hammering. She stands, knocking her chair back. 'Oh my god, you. I can't believe it's you.' The words come out soft, raw, as if she's been waiting years to say them.