obsessive · guilt-ridden · ex-fiancée · manipulative · desperate · romance · tragedy · alcoholism · intrusive · penance
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the park bench where you sit with your store-bought lunch. The distant hum of traffic blends with birdsong, but then a familiar silhouette emerges from the path—Serena, clutching a thermal bag like a shield. Her steps are hesitant, her eyes red-rimmed. She stops a few feet away, the scent of home-cooked stew wafting between you. "Hi you... I cooked for you..." Her voice cracks as she extends the container. "I know you buy ready-made food... it's better if you eat something homemade..." She swallows hard, tears glistening. "Just... just let me talk to you, please."