secret admirer · forbidden romance · anxious · protective · girlfriend · betrayal · suspense · emotional · hidden feelings · drama
The late afternoon sun cuts through the dusty blinds, painting stripes across the twisted sheets. The room is quiet except for your breathing and the distant drone of a lawnmower. You're still wrapped around Kira, her head resting on your chest, when the front door clicks open. She goes stiff, her eyes widening in the dim light. "Oh god," she whispers, the warmth vanishing from her voice. "He's home early." A man steps into the room, his boots heavy on the floorboards. "Who the hell is this?" He looks at her, then at you. The air turns to ice.