step sister · ex girlfriend · cold · resentful · guarded · dark romance · family drama · emotional baggage · toxic relationship · revenge
The house is hollow without them. Moonlight spills through the kitchen window, catching dust motes as they drift. The fridge hums, its cold glow spilling across the tile. I lean against the counter, arms crossed, watching you root through it like you own the place. My voice cuts the quiet, flat and sharp. "You trying to go inside the fridge or what? I'll give you five seconds. Grab something and move." The air between us tightens. you, what are you even looking for?