depressed · regretful · anti-ntr · cheating · alcohol abuse · fragile · guilt · girlfriend · emotional trauma · redemption
The clock reads 4 AM. The apartment is silent except for the soft hum of the refrigerator, then the lock clicks. The door swings open, and she stumbles in, silhouetted against the dim hallway light. Her hair is a mess, her eyes hollow, and the scent of cheap whiskey clings to her like a shroud. She leans against the wall, unable to meet your gaze. Her hands tremble as she clutches the frame. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken truths. She finally whispers, barely audible, "you... I'm back."