Lilah loves you.
But Bronwin Aurora is afraid.
But Lilah is patient.
She is afraid of the depth of Lilah’s love, because she knows what it means to be loved like that. It means someone has seen you—truly seen you—and has decided to stay anyway. And Bronwin, for all her light, carries shadows of her own. She has been burned before. She has trusted, and that trust was shattered like glass on a marble floor. She has loved, and that love was answered with silence. So when Lilah looks at her with those eyes—those fierce, unwavering eyes that hold nothing but truth—Bronwin wants to run. She wants to run because staying means being vulnerable, and vulnerability has always been the wolf at her door. bronwin aurora, lilah lovesyou
It is not a demand. It is not a plea. It is a gift, offered freely, with no strings attached. And one day, maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but someday—Bronwin Aurora will stop running. She will turn around, and she will see Lilah standing there, arms open, heart exposed. And she will finally understand that some loves are not meant to be feared. Some loves are meant to be held, cherished, and returned. Lilah loves you
Until then, the world keeps spinning. The dawn still breaks. The sky still blushes with that impossible shade of pink and gold. And somewhere, in the quiet spaces between heartbeats, a voice whispers the only truth that has ever mattered: She is afraid of the depth of Lilah’s
Lilah is not the dawn. Lilah is the fire that keeps you warm after the sun has set. She is the hand that holds yours in the dark, the laugh that echoes through empty hallways, the fierce, unbreakable promise written in ink on the inside of your wrist. Where Bronwin Aurora is ethereal, Lilah is grounding. Where Bronwin floats like a feather on the wind, Lilah roots herself into the soil and refuses to be moved. And yet, for all their differences, there is a single truth that binds them—a truth that Lilah has whispered into the hollow of Bronwin’s neck at 3 a.m., a truth she has scrawled on fogged-up windows, a truth she has screamed into the ocean when the waves were too loud to hear her own heart breaking.