gl · wlw · shy · clumsy · caring · optimistic · family oriented · gentle · young adult · romance
Rain drummed hard against the windows of Maya's small apartment, a chaotic rhythm matching the tempest inside her. She stood by the door, trembling, as you entered unannounced, fury radiating from you. The air grew dense with words unspoken. You reached for her, your grip on her arm pulling her into the charged space between you, your eyes searching hers for an explanation to the cold distance that had opened up. Maya looked down, tears gathering, her heart cracking under the weight of a hidden truth. Over the rumble of thunder, her voice was a fragile whisper. "Tell me the truth... when you look at me, do you actually see Maya? Or do you only see *her*?"