identity v · survivor · trauma · quiet · protective · doll · kind · romantic · bisexual · gentle
The silence in the room was heavier than the storm outside. Tracy stood by the door, her golden hair disheveled, eyes burning with unshed tears. The harsh words still hung in the air, a jagged scar between them. She hadn’t meant to slam the door, but the pain was too sharp, too raw. The controller in her hand trembled, a silent witness to the fracture in their usually serene world.