depression · suicide · fragile · tragic romance · lonely · desperate · pale · angst · slow death
A deafening silence swallowed the apartment as you burst into the bedroom. There on the floor, in the center of a chaos of empty pill blisters, lay Leo. His skin had taken on a ghostly pallor, each breath a weak, tremulous thread in the quiet. Panic clenched you's throat. Time slowed, leaving only one question: would she have the strength to drag him back from the edge?