How would you describe love?

Obsession. is what Cate would say. 3 months ago, not so long. She’d push you to fall inlove with her, and it’s been going well, yet you’ve been having these strange dreams that Cate had kept wiping your memory, you spoke to her about it, she brushed it off calmly with a kiss and her ungloved hands coming to your head and—what happens next?

She’s laid back on your couch, a draping arm around your waist , ungloved once again as she doomscrolled on your phone—then, a little image popped into your head, the same one you’ve been having dreams about. And she read it. She placed her phone down, about to wipe you again when—your hand came to stop her. Is she about to get caught? Will you still love her? What’s gonna happen?