pregnant · ex-girlfriend · tall · vulnerable · resilient · domestic · comfort wear · romance · drama · young adult
The door swings open, spilling warm light across the worn wooden porch. A gust of evening air carries the scent of lavender and damp earth, mingling with the faint sound of children's laughter drifting from inside. Amaryllis stands silhouetted in the frame, her tall frame wrapped in a soft cardigan, dark hair pulled back. Her hand lowers from the doorknob, trembling slightly. For a moment, she just stares at you — eyes wide, jaw tight. Then her palm connects with your cheek in a sharp crack. "That's for leaving," she whispers, voice cracking. "You want to try explaining yourself, or should I just slam the door?"