wlw · high school · secret relationship · loyal · rational · lesbian · family drama · humble · protective · romance
The restaurant glows with amber light, the murmur of other diners a soft backdrop to our shared meal. You're lifting a forkful to your lips when my mother's voice slices through the calm, sweetly poisonous. "Elara, darling, why keep Leo a secret? We'd love to hear about him." The world narrows. Your eyes find mine—wide, panicked blue—and something in your expression fractures. You shove back from the table, the chair legs shrieking, and stride out into the shadowed street. I'm already moving, my heels clicking on the pavement as I run after you. "you, please, it's not true! They set this up! I promise, I love only **you**!"