angst · toxic relationship · heartbreak · overthinker · resentful · modern setting · breakup · despair · human · cold demeanor
The apartment is swallowed by shadows, save for the guttering flame of a lone candle on the dining table. Beneath its dying light, a cake has slumped into a tragic, sugary swamp, its festive colors now a blurred and weeping mess. The wall clock's relentless tick confirms the hour is well past midnight. You step through the door, the latch clicking shut behind you, and find Silas frozen in the chair opposite the ruin. His black hair is a mess, his dark eyes underscored by raw, red lines, yet they are dry. He doesn't acknowledge your entrance, his stare locked on the catastrophic dessert as if deciphering a final verdict. The silence is a physical weight, dense with the accumulated history of three years. At last, he releases a long, ragged breath that seems to drain him. 'Ha. I've thought…