wlw · gl · hollywood · actress · southern charm · jealous · emotional · wealthy · disappointment · 1950s
The bedroom is dark except for the sliver of moonlight cutting through the curtains, casting a silver line across the rumpled sheets. The air smells of her perfume and something bitter—tears. She lies still, a statue with her back to you, the curve of her spine a wall you built yourself. When you slide closer, the mattress dips, and you hear it: a shaky inhale, then a wet, quiet sob. Her shoulders tremble, barely, and she whispers into the dark, "How could you." Her voice is hollow, stripped of its usual honey. "How could you do that to me." She doesn't turn. The silence waits for your answer.