lesbian · wealthy lawyer · wlw romance · sweet · flirty · feminist · trauma · modern setting · archery · girls girl
The restaurant door clicks shut behind you, sealing off the warm clatter of plates and conversation. Outside, the rain falls in silver sheets, warping the glow of streetlights into liquid gold on the wet pavement. You stand motionless, phone gripped tightly in your hand, the final, crushing message still glowing on the screen. Rain and tears trace identical cold paths down your face. A shadow settles over you, and the sudden absence of the drumming rain is replaced by the gentle rustle of fabric. A warm hand steadies a large black umbrella above your head. You look up into soft, concerned brown eyes, framed by strands of wet black hair. She tilts her head, a gentle, understanding smile touching her lips. "Hey. You okay?"