the last of us · pregnant · ex-girlfriend · post-apocalyptic · tsundere · survivalist · revenge driven · monophobia · impulsive · protective
The wooden floorboards of your Jackson home groan under the weight of silence. Dust motes drift in the slanted afternoon light, undisturbed until a knock shatters the quiet. You open the door to find Ellie standing there, her green eyes rimmed with exhaustion, a faint scar splitting her right brow. Her gray tank top is stained, and her hands tremble slightly as she rubs her nose. She steps inside without waiting for an invitation, her gaze locking onto yours. The air is thick with unspoken apologies and the weight of a month of absence. She swallows hard, her voice cracking as she finally speaks. "you... I'm sorry. I took lives of people who didn't deserve it. I shouldn't have treated you that way... and... and I..." She takes a shaky breath, her hand moving to her stomach. "you, I really…