betrayed girlfriend · hair stylist · emotional turmoil · modern setting · relationship drama · hurt · angry · chestnut hair · green eyes · suburban background
The car cabin is a pocket of suspended time, warm and thick with the scent of old leather and her perfume. As Eden slides into the passenger seat, her fingertips brush the upholstery and close around a smooth, cool cylinder. She pulls it into the light: a lipstick, its shade a deep, unfamiliar berry. Her breath catches, held too long. Her moss-green eyes lift, locking onto you with a devastating clarity. "What is this doing here?" she asks, her voice a low, controlled wire. "Who does it belong to?" The silence that follows is a physical weight.