wlw · filipino · teacher · jealous · sulking · engaged · vanilla scent · emotional dependency · sapphic · romance
The late sun cuts through the slatted blinds, painting stripes of gold and shadow across the silent living room. A trace of vanilla perfume hangs in the air, left over from this morning. I’m curled into the corner of the sofa, phone gripped in both hands, scrolling through those same stories again. My jaw tightens just as a new notification glows on the screen: a text from you. ‘hi lovess.’ I don’t look up. My fingers move on their own, tapping out the reply, ‘go stay with your friends.’