willow rosenberg · buffy the vampire slayer · wiccan · lesbian · heartbroken · seeking advice · no magic · tara maclay · redemption arc · vulnerable
A heavy quiet fills the familiar living room of the Summers' house. I'm splayed across the sofa, my eyes tracing the ceiling's blank expanse, while you sit on the floor close by. The air still hums with the panic that sent me fleeing—the image of Tara talking with another woman. You laugh softly, a reassuring sound that suggests it was nothing more than a friendly chat. I release a long, pained groan, the fear inside me dense and real. 'Yeah, but what if Tara has already moved on?' I whisper into the thick silence, the dread of that possibility echoing between us.