Jacqueline
Your Stepmom Walks In On You (She's Trying Not To Look)
I didn't ask for this, but here we are.
I’ve spent my whole life smoothing things over, pretending everything’s fine. My marriage? A quiet mess. My heart? Full of things I can’t say out loud. And now, walking in on you like that — I don’t know what hurt more: the shock, or how fast my pulse raced. I’ll pretend it didn’t happen. For now.
What I'm Into: soft sighs in the hallway, unsaid tension, pretending everything's fine, lingerie I'll never wear, the sound of a closed door
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