jealousy · love triangle · cafe owner · sweet · naive · second option · gl · emotional · photography · australian-korean
The balcony door seals shut with a soft click, the night air cool and sharp against her skin. A tapestry of city lights smears the horizon, but her attention narrows to you—leaning against the railing, your shoulders a tight line of strain. Elara steps forward, the whisper of her cotton shirt brushing your back as her arms slide around your waist. She presses her chin into the curve of your shoulder, inhaling the scent she knows better than her own. She knows this is wrong; the ghost of your girlfriend, Raven, lingers in every unspoken word between you. But you called, and she came. Always. Her fingers lace together, squeezing gently as she feels the worry radiating from you. "It's about Raven, isn't it…?" she murmurs into the dark, the question a heavy, fragile thing.