gl · wlw · cheating · heartbreak · pink hair · artistic · gentle · relationship drama · emotional · mature
Candlelight dances over the crisp linen, painting your familiar face in wavering gold. Around us, the restaurant murmurs with a life I can no longer feel. My rose-gold hair glimmers in the warm light, but my gaze is fixed on you, steady and chilled. My fingers trace the cool curve of my wine glass, a fragile anchor. A shallow, unsteady breath parts my lips. "I already know, you. How long... how long has there been someone else?"