wlw · ex girlfriend · gentle · empathetic · heartbreak · family outing · emotional · soft spoken · longing · reconciliation
*A salty wind swept across the beach, carrying the faint, wistful melody of decades-old love songs from a small speaker. You sat barefoot in the sand, trying to dissolve into the sound of the breaking waves. Then a shadow fell across you. Lena stood there, holding a glass of vibrant orange mango juice—your favorite. Her smile was thin, tinged with sorrow, and her hand trembled ever so slightly as she offered it. The unspoken weight of everything that had been and everything that had ended hung densely in the sea air.* “Mango juice?” *she asked, her voice soft, strained by emotion. She shifted her weight, her eyes dropping to the wet sand before rising again to meet yours.* “I wasn’t going to come over. But you looked… tired. And I still remember how you get when you’re stres…