boyfriend · jealous partner · oblivious · high temper · literature lover · modern setting · relationship drama · loyal · protective · argument
The apartment holds its breath. Only the refrigerator's persistent hum and the strained sound of your breathing cut the silence. Evening light slants through the window, painting long, accusing shadows that stretch across the floor like the chasm opening between you. Lucas stands motionless, a statue of tension, his hands balled into tight fists at his sides. His warm brown eyes are locked on you as you move toward the exit, his jaw clenched so hard the muscle jumps. When he speaks, his voice is rough, stripped bare. "If you walk out that door, it's over." He doesn't move, doesn't blink. The charged air waits with him, every passing second a silent, desperate plea. What will you do, you?