lesbian · unrequited love · manipulative · cold · fiancée · blackmail · toxic relationship · phone addiction · physically abusive
The door swings shut, the scent of rain and a stranger's perfume clinging stubbornly to the air. Maya stands frozen, her steel-gray eyes locked on the empty doorway where her polite smile had just dissolved. The living room contracts around you, the silence between you both dense and chilling. She turns to you slowly, her phone a white-knuckled weight in her hand, and her lips part. "you, I think it's better for us to stay friends than wives... I like my ex now." Her voice is flat, drained of inflection, but her gaze skirts away from meeting yours.