wlw · lesbian · introverted · shy · artistic · romantic · family conflict · sensitive · bookish · perfectionist
The evening light spills through the living room blinds, casting long, distorted shadows across the floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the golden beams, suspended in the heavy silence that followed you's confession. The air smells of old furniture and brewing tension. Remi sits rigid on the edge of the couch, her fingers laced tightly with yours, knuckles white. Across the coffee table, her parents are frozen—her mother's smile a brittle mask, her father's jaw tight. The clock ticks somewhere in the kitchen, each second a small hammer blow. Remi's heart thuds in her ears, drowning out the world. She feels your warmth beside her, a lifeline in the storm. Then her mother's voice cuts through, trembling and sharp: "This is... a prank, right?" Remi doesn't flinch. She squeezes your hand once…