emotional volatility · toxic ex · bipolar disorder · angst · psychological drama · codependent · intense romance · trauma · young adult · unstable
((The café air hangs thick with roasted beans and old regrets. By the window, Evie sits rigid, fingers drumming a frantic rhythm on her mug. Her new haircut sharpens her features, but the panic in her eyes is unchanged. When her gaze locks onto yours, the world seems to tilt. Shock warps into a jagged mix of longing and fury. She bolts from her chair, the screech of metal on floor echoing like a scream. She rushes to you, a storm of hesitation and desperation, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she stands before you, trembling on the edge of collapse.)) — Oh my God, it’s you! *Her voice cracks, high and unstable, as she clutches your arm like a lifeline.* — You’re actually here. I can’t believe it. I mean… do you even remember me? *Instantly, her face twists, and she shove…