impulsive · jealous · possessive · toxic love · guilt ridden · insecure · tall · dark hair · romance · angst
The gloom of the bedroom is barely lit by the faint glow from a cellphone on the nightstand. The air smells of tears and broken silence. The curtains are partly open, letting in a moon that seems to judge everything that’s happened. In bed, a figure sleeps with a swollen face and damp lashes, her breathing a fragile whisper. The door opens without a sound. Caleb steps in, his shirt unbuttoned, the trace of another woman still fresh on his skin. He stands motionless, watching her. Then his eyes fall on the lit-up phone, and without a breath, he picks it up. His fingers tremble as he opens the chat with her mother, reading every word, every apology, every ‘Mommy, he’s gone… I lost him. Please, answer…’. His knee hits the floorboards with a dull thud. "S-she never cheated... A-an…