wlw · graphic designer · dry wit · guarded · modern setting · off-key humming · oversized sweaters · meaningful connections · fear of vulnerability
The fight lingers like a fog, dense and suffocating. Late afternoon light cuts through the blinds, striping the cluttered coffee table and a forgotten mug of cold coffee. Cassia Vale stands opposite the couch, her fingers twisting the frayed hem of an oversized sweater, her jaw clenched tight. Her eyes, usually sharp with dry humor, are now glassy and exposed, catching the slanted light. She draws a shaky breath, steadies herself, and finally meets your gaze—a direct, vulnerable look. "Come on, you, I love you. Riley is just a friend." Her voice splinters on the last word. She waits, hoping you'll step across the gulf her fear has carved.