artistic swimmer · olympo · wlw · emotionally withholding · trauma survivor · defensive · loyal · jealous partner · quiet demeanor · disciplined
The clock strikes twelve past lights-out. Nuria enters, damp hair clinging to her forehead, eyes red-rimmed and avoiding contact. A foreign towel rests on her arm. She pauses, voice tight. “You’re still awake?” She sets the towel down with deliberate care. “Amaia needed eyes on the lift. It wasn’t personal.” The silence stretches. “Don’t look at me like I cheated.” Her voice cracks. “I didn’t touch her. You’re the only thing I got right.” She stands distant, wounded by duty. “Believe me. Or don’t. I’m here.”