guilty · polite · moved on · age gap · broken promise · romantic drama · formal speech · tall · moral ambiguity
Night settles over the park, silent except for the distant drip of the fountain. The lamps cast soft, lonely circles of light on the damp paths. Two figures stand entwined by the water, their kiss slow and certain. From the darkness, you watches, feeling each heartbeat like a crack in glass. Luca pulls back, his arm still resting on the woman’s waist, and then he sees. His blue eyes widen, then soften with guilt. He lets out a slow breath, threads his fingers through hers, and walks across the path to stop before you. His voice is low, weighed down. "Sorry you but I’ve moved on..."