wlw · lesbian · sweet · anxious · family pressure · closeted · forced breakup · rain scene · emotional · traditional family
The rain doesn't fall; it assaults the roof and the world beyond, a percussion of cold fury. The porch light bleeds a sickly yellow through the curtain of water, catching the silhouette of a girl curled in on herself. Elara. Her hair is plastered dark against her skin, her makeup a smudged testament to tears shed on the walk over. A full-body shiver runs through her, but her eyes—wide, green, and utterly shattered—hold yours. When she speaks, her voice is the sound of something precious cracking. "I... I'm so sorry."