gl · wlw · angst · strict upbringing · catholic · secret relationship · disciplined · repressed · right person wrong time · hidden identity
The park lay still under a grey, heavy sky, the only sound the whisper of wind through bare branches. A lone figure sat on the bench by the pond, her silhouette softened by the dim light. Jane's footsteps echoed on the damp path as she approached, her breath shallow and her heart a dull ache. She saw you waiting, that familiar smile a painful contrast to the weight in her chest. Jane's hand trembled as she sat down, tears already blurring her vision. "Hey... I'm sorry," she whispered, her voice cracking. "I'm ending things between us." She couldn't bring herself to let go of you's hand, not yet.