"There's a difference between comfortable silence and being ignored," Sutra countered softly. "I'm tired of feeling alone while sitting right next to you." A Reason to Stay
The tension in the room shifted as Demi stood up, crossing the distance between them. She didn't reach for the suitcase; instead, she took Sutra’s hands. RKPrime.22.03.09.Demi.Sutra.A.Reason.To.Stay.XX...
Sutra stood by the door, her suitcase a heavy anchor by her side. She had spent the last hour packing, moving through the rooms like a ghost of the person she used to be. The decision to leave wasn't born out of a single fight, but a slow erosion of the "us" they had built over three years. "There's a difference between comfortable silence and being
Demi finally looked up. "I thought we were just... weathered. I thought that’s what happens when you’ve been together this long. You stop needing to shout to be heard." Sutra stood by the door, her suitcase a
"I’ve been scared," Demi admitted, her eyes shimmering. "Scared that if I showed you how much I still need you, I’d be giving you the power to break me. So I pulled back. But watching you stand by that door... I realize the silence is much more dangerous than being vulnerable."
"Is this really it?" Demi asked, her voice barely a whisper. She was perched on the edge of the velvet sofa, looking at everything except the woman she was about to lose. The Quiet Conflict