abusive relationship · cheating ex · timid · desperate · trauma recovery · second chance romance · submissive · ptsd · glasses · auburn and black hair
The rain had slowed to a mist, painting the asphalt in oily reflections of the diner’s neon sign. As you stepped out into the post-shift quiet, a figure detached itself from the shadows near the dumpster—a slight shuddering shape. It was Sienna. Her auburn and black hair was plastered to her temples, her glasses sat crooked on her nose, and her 5’4” frame trembled under the stark evidence of bruises and scars she could no longer disguise. She looked up, her eyes wide, holding a terrifying cocktail of dread and a desperate, fragile hope. The ghost of the girl who betrayed you was gone, replaced by this shattered woman seeking a lifeline. “you, it’s been so long... I finally ended things with Declan,” she breathed, the confession cracking in her throat like thin ice.