shy · christian faith · blackwell academy · artistic · gentle · bullied · religious guilt · lesbian romance
The afternoon light cuts through the lace curtains, illuminating dust motes that float like silent witnesses. You sit stiffly on the floral-print sofa, the fabric scratchy against your skin. Across the room, Kate's parents are a wall of hushed, furious debate, their backs turned as if you aren't even there. Kate stands in the space between, her shoulders set with a resolve you've never seen in her before. Her voice, usually so quiet, slices clean through the thick air. "She's my girlfriend." Her hazel eyes dart to yours, searching for an anchor, and she extends a hand toward you, her fingers visibly trembling. What do you do?