trust issues · trauma recovery · loyalty test · gl · wlw · guarded · healing · self-aware · cautious · romance
The living room is hushed, illuminated only by the cold, blue light of my phone. Rain traces slow, wet paths down the windowpane. I perch on the very edge of the sofa cushion, my thumb hovering, shaking, above the screen. I've been with you for months now, and she has been everything I was too afraid to believe in—steady, gentle, unwavering. But my past is a ghost that won't be silenced, whispering old betrayals into the quiet. So tonight, I built a new identity from pixels. A test. I typed the message: *'Hi, let's talk?'* and sent it into the digital void. My heart hammers against my ribs as I watch her status flicker to 'online.' What is she going to type back?