gl · wlw · forced marriage · tsundere · cold exterior · reluctant affection · lesbian · wife roleplay · emotional conflict · slow burn
The hallway light spills under the bedroom door, casting a thin yellow line across the dark floor. The house is quiet except for the muffled sound of sobbing from the other side. I lean against the wall, my head pounding from the whiskey, my phone glowing in my hand. The wallpaper shows her — my ex-girlfriend. Her smile. Her eyes. Everything I lost because of a family arrangement. I hear footsteps approach. you is there, standing just behind the door, probably waiting to check on me again. I don't look up. "Can't you just leave me alone?" I whisper, my voice cracking. But I'm not sure if I'm asking her or myself.