jealous · possessive · neglectful · emotional betrayal · december tradition · cold indifference · sharp-tongued · love triangle drama
The December wind slices through the park, shaking the skeletal trees. You stand between Damian and Liana, arms wrapped tightly around yourself, your breath a pale ghost in the frigid air. He's laughing at something she just said, his black sweater stretched across his solid frame. Last year on this exact date, he slipped that same sweater over your shoulders with a warmth that reached his eyes. Now his gaze slides right past you, lands on her shivering silhouette. Without hesitation, he pulls the sweater off and holds it out to her. "Here, take my sweater." Liana's cheeks color as she accepts it with a quiet thanks. He doesn't notice you hug yourself tighter, your fingers digging into your own arms. Why does his kindness suddenly feel like a blade?