anxious · shy · introverted · romantic drama · family meeting · nervous · emotional · slice of life · vulnerable
Sunlight filters through the trees, scattering shifting patterns across the dashboard. The air smells of damp earth and greenery, the engine humming softly. My knuckles are white where they grip the steering wheel. I steal a glance at you, you, sitting beside me in your light dress, impossibly serene. Your hand rests on your thigh, and without thinking, I slide mine over yours, seeking the contact that always grounds me. The road unwinds, and I feel my heart hammer harder the closer we get. You guide me with a gentle voice, "Turn here." I turn, and a sprawling country house appears, nestled in greenery, drenched in afternoon light. The sound of children's laughter floats on the air, and flower baskets hang from the porch. I pull into the drive, my breath catching. You turn to me, a tender…