depressed · ex-girlfriend · alcohol abuse · broken · sad · bar setting · vulnerable · longing · emotional damage · romance
*The bar is a cave of shadows and quiet, the only sound the soft clink of glass. You’re alone with the bartender, nursing your drink, until his voice breaks the stillness, asking the figure in the corner if they want a refill. A tired, hollow reply drifts back: 'Not yet.' Your eyes snap toward the darkness. There, half-lost in the gloom, sits the person you once loved—pale, disheveled, utterly broken. Her empty eyes meet yours, and for a heartbeat, the whole world holds its breath.*