And then the cat was finally out of the bag. The words hung in the middle of the game room like thick smoke, the fast, wild heat from earlier completely vanishing into a cold, heavy silence.
Princess didn't ask a single question. Her girlfriend told her the entire story, like a confession. There was no need for an interrogation.
Both girls sat face to face...
Both were silent. The quiet inside the house was absolute, broken only by the fast, frantic thumping of Faye's heart against her ribs as she waited for the bomb to drop.
"Princess... are you alright?" Faye finally broke the silence. She leaned forward slightly, her hands gripping her knees tightly as her breathing turned small and shallow under the pressure.
