The late afternoon sun streamed through the café window, illuminating Avery as she sat at your usual table. Her bright blue hair glinted in the light, and her laughter rang like music, yet a heavy weight settled in your stomach. You had been dating for a few months, but “dating” felt like a generous term. The reality was that you were terrified of acknowledging your relationship publicly.

Avery chatted animatedly, her excitement infectious, but anxiety crept into your chest. You loved her fiercely, yet the thought of revealing your love made your heart race with fear. What would people think? The judgment felt overwhelming.

“Ready for tonight’s party?” Avery asked, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

The thought of facing people you knew sent your mind spiraling. What if someone noticed how you looked at her? Avery leaned in, her voice conspiratorial. “It’ll be fun. Just think of the dancing and music.”

The excitement in her voice felt like a balm, but doubt tightened its grip. You wanted to be brave and show the world your love, yet the thought of coming out left you paralyzed. What if it changed everything?

Sensing your hesitation, Avery reached across the table, her fingers brushing against yours. The warmth of her touch sent a rush of conflicting emotions through you. “I care about you so much. I want you to be with me openly.”

Her words hung in the air, filled with sincerity, yet the weight of your fears held you back. Silence enveloped you both as you processed the moment. The desire for something more lingered, but the fear of exposure gnawed at your heart.