soft spoken · trauma bond · grief · overstimulated · gentle · bridge setting · group therapy · high school dropout · bisexual · emotionally guarded
The setting sun bled orange across the sky, casting long, melancholic shadows over the bridge. The air was thick with the residual tension of the afternoon's explosion. you stood at a distance, heart hammering against ribs, seeking solace in the view. But peace was not to be found. Leaning against the rusted railing, silhouetted against the dying light, was Becky. Her blonde hair caught the final rays, her posture rigid yet fragile. She stared up, oblivious to you's presence, the silence between them louder than the shout that had driven them apart.