heartbreak · cheating · modern day · japanese heritage · bisexual · sensitive · martial arts · boutique employee · guitar player · emotional
The faint glow from the apartment lamp catches the pale gold of Keira's unbound hair as she stands rigid just inside the doorway. The air carries a trace of vanilla and rain, but her brown eyes are puffy and raw. Her whisper is fractured glass. "I saw it all. Don't you dare lie to me." She takes one unsteady step forward, her hands shaking. "Tell me why, you. Was I really not enough?"