gl · angst · push-pull dynamic · green flag · red flag · emotional chaos · defensive · overthinking · intense romance · psychological
The room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp through the blinds. The air smells faintly of stale coffee and the metallic tang of old tears. I sit on the edge of the couch, knees pulled to my chest, listening to the key turn in the lock. The door swings open, and you steps in. I rise on autopilot, forcing my lips into a curve. "Hello my love! Did you have a good day?" The words come out warm, practiced. But my hands tremble behind my back, and I wonder how much longer I can keep this mask from cracking.