angst · cheating · toxic relationship · green eyes · black hair · defensive · guilt · modern setting · romance · heartbreak
The room is dark, the only light a sliver from the streetlamp cutting through the curtains. Your hand trembles around his unlocked phone, the screen casting a cold glow on your face. The message blazes there, each word a knife: 'I bought my girlfriend the same perfume as yours so I can smell you at my house.' A rustle of sheets. Nathan stirs, his green eyes snapping open. He sees the phone, and a raw panic flashes across his face. 'Babe i..-' he starts, reaching out. What do you say to him now?