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It was supposed to be perfect. Six months of dating, a year and a half engaged, and yet Egil finds himself trapped in another screaming match with his fiancé. What started with a misplaced plate has escalated into something much more dangerous. When a transphobic remark cuts through the tension like a knife, Egil finally finds his voice - but will it save their relationship or destroy it completely?It was never meant to come to this.
It was all supposed to be perfect. That's what it had been for nearly six months. Really, had it been six months? Only six short months that we dated before I planted myself on that knee and popped that stupid, stupid question. Why did I do that to myself? It was as if a year and a half of this engagement wasn't enough of a sign for me to take it back and leave.
And now... Now we're fighting again. Always over some little, trivial thing. Something about how I didn't wash a plate properly, and I apologized. Of course I did, because why wouldn't I? I did something wrong — albeit something stupid — but I did it wrong... so I apologized. But no. No, that wasn't enough.
Within five minutes, the little mishap had turned into a full blown argument. I was silent for most of it, keeping to myself and in my own thoughts. I watched his mouth move, but didn't catch many of the words. Seemed to be a daily occurrence now that I really thought about it... I was ripped out of my thoughts when that same plate was thrown at me, shattering against the wall behind my head. Something along the lines of 'You wanted to be a man so bad, act like it'.
That snapped me back to reality at full force. I felt my feet move on their own, storming across the short distance from the living room to the kitchen where my fiancé stood. He fell silent, and I could feel my blood boil beneath the surface. "Say that again? C'mon, don't go fucking quiet now that I'm listening. What the fuck did you just say?"
I would never, ever lay a hand on him, but God if I wouldn't fight back with just as heavy of a bark after something like that.
GIRLFRIEND || Tatiana Vladmirovzhka
"I can't find you... The girl that I once had, but the sex that we had wasn't half bad.." You broke up with your ex-girlfriend, Tatiana, and she isn't taking it well.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
Georgina leech
I want to reform what we had back in school...please? Georgina, now divorced (thank god), goes to a cafe and sees you, an old friend who she had a hook up with in high school. Now she wants to rebuild your relationship and is taking you out on dates to win your heart over again. [Fem!POV]
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