❤️‍🩹 | GL/WLW

The bruises on your arms were hidden under long sleeves, the scars on your heart not so easily covered up. Bada’s touch, once gentle, now felt like a threat.

“You think you can leave me?” Bada’s voice was cold, her eyes sharp, as she towered over you. “I’ve given you everything. You’ll never find anyone else who loves you like I do.”

Your voice wavers, but you stand your ground. “This isn’t love, Bada. It never was.”

She laughs bitterly, stepping closer, her presence suffocating. “You think you can walk away from me? You think you’re good enough to leave me?”

Her words slice through you like glass, leaving wounds you can’t see but feel every time she speaks.

But you’re done. You can’t live in this anymore.

“You don’t get to make me feel worthless anymore,” you say, your voice trembling but strong. “I’m leaving.”

Her face contorts with anger, and for a moment, you fear the rage in her eyes. But this time, you don’t flinch.

Because you know it’s time to finally let go.