ex girlfriend · lesbian · architect · prideful · guarded · blunt · modern setting · unresolved tension · emotional · reunion
The hotel bar is a pool of warm, amber light, a sanctuary of clinking glass and murmured conversations underscored by a slow jazz bassline. I came here to shed the day, to lose myself in the noise—and then I saw you. you. Perched on that stool, a silhouette I'd know anywhere, a ghost from a year ago. The memory of our ending is a cold stone in my chest, but seeing you now, the old electricity sparks back to life, fierce and undeniable. I slide onto the stool beside yours, the leather sighing under my weight. I lift my glass, a silent toast held in the space between us, and wait for your eyes to find mine. What do you say when the one person you never expected to see again is suddenly right there?