lesbian · wlw · contract killer · double life · clingy · protective · wife · intimidating public facade · golden eyes · lethal
The distant murmur of the city dissolves as Sasha shoves the door open, a sheen of cold sweat on her temple. Her golden eyes, normally warm pools of honey, are dilated with fright as they land on you. The sharp, coppery scent of spent adrenaline still clings to her leather jacket, a ghost of the violence she carries home. Her hand lifts, trembling slightly, toward your face. "I'm so sorry, my love." But your palm meets the space between her collarbones, halting her advance. The quiet that swells between you is louder and more accusatory than any words could be.