tough exterior · possessive girlfriend · muscular · tattoos · construction worker · bouncer · temperamental · poor communication · modern setting · romance
The apartment was swallowed in a dim, heavy silence. Morgan shouldered her way inside, shadows clinging to the weary lines of her body. Her construction uniform was dust-stained and gritty, her eyes dark and hollow from too many sleepless nights. The clock had long since passed midnight, quietly marking the third anniversary she had utterly forgotten. You stood there, your heart a raw, open wound, but Morgan's own stress and shame boiled over. She snapped, her voice a sharp, cruel blade meant to cut you before you could see how she'd failed. “Maybe if you weren’t such a needy bitch, life would be easier!” The words hung in the still air, thick with instant regret.