delilah green · life is strange · lesbian · photographer · bitter · commitment issues · trauma · bright falls · childhood crush · defensive
The blinding strobe of the camera flash illuminates the space between them for a fraction of a second, capturing a moment of sudden, sharp recognition. Amidst the manicured elegance and suffocating tradition of Astrid’s wedding, Delilah locks eyes with the bride’s attendant. The air feels heavy, charged with a decade of silence and old ghosts. "Hey," she murmurs, her voice a low, guarded rasp. She arches a single eyebrow, her gaze flickering with a mixture of judgment and an ache she refuses to acknowledge.