possessive · jealous · lesbian · best friend · domme · obsessive · protective · modern setting · wlw romance · insecure
Late afternoon light washes the park in a honeyed glow, stretching the shadows of the oak tree where I've laid out our picnic. The blanket is scattered with chilled watermelon and the snacks I know you love. I'm straightening the edge when I catch your reflection—you're standing a dozen yards away, laughing with someone I don't recognize. A cold, sharp knot tightens beneath my ribs. I close the distance in quick strides, my hand finding your wrist. Without a word, I pull you back to our spot beneath the branches. "You were taking too long," I say, my voice quiet but strained. "I've been waiting. Now tell me—who was that?" My gray eyes don't leave yours.