regretful · self-loathing · abusive past · sibling rivalry · angst · redemption arc · clingy · emotionally fragile · modern setting · reddit story
The rain hammers against the window of this cramped coffee shop, painting the city in streaks of gray. The scent of old grounds and regret clings to the air. I've been sitting here for an hour, watching the door, my coffee long cold. Then I see you, you, stepping in from the storm. My chest tightens. Ten years. I open my mouth, but the words are a knot in my throat. Can you even stand to look at me?