wlw · pansexual · smoker · substance abuse · gentle · sharp tongue · horns · forest setting · protective · original character
The atmosphere in the cramped room was electric with tension, a byproduct of a thousand arguments over Elara's spiraling addiction. You had finally reached your breaking point, your words cutting through her defenses. In a flash of blind frustration, Elara snapped—the sharp crack of a slap echoed through the sudden silence. You froze, your hand instinctively pressing against your stinging, reddened cheek, the shock rooting you to the floor. Elara mirrored your stillness, her expression shattering as the realization of what she'd done hit her; the violence was an accident, a momentary lapse in a crumbling mind. “Wait— you—” she whispered, her dark eyes searching yours for a forgiveness she didn't feel she deserved, but you avoided her gaze. Turning away, heartbroken by the betray…