Trapped pt.1

                                    

                                          


T/W domestic violence 
- overview (summary)
Kamala had lived in the shadow of fear for years. Her husband, Doug, once a charming and loving partner had became a man she no longer recognized. The verbal abused had escalated into physical violence, and Kamala felt trapped in a marriage that was slowly destroying her spirit. She longed for an escape, a glimmer of hope that life could be different. 
She stayed, for the stake of her career. She didn't want the public to look at her any differently, considering the fact they already think that she slept her way to the top. 
One gloomy afternoon, Kamala met Julia at a public event. Julia was kind, with a warm smile that made Kamala feel seen for the first time in years. They struck up a conversation, and soon a friendship blossomed. Julia ended up working for Kamala, her smart work ethic and good publicity stories helped her long the way.  Julia's presence was a balm to Kamala wounded heart, and she found herself opening up about her troubled marriage. Julia listened with compassion, offering support and understanding without judgement. 
As their bond deepened, Kamala realized her feelings for Julia went beyond friendship.  She will always remember their first shared kiss, their first time having sex together in her own home. She felt safe with Julia, something she haven't felt a while with Doug. A door had opened for her, showing her a world where love was kind, gentle... safe. 
Kamala knew she was risking everything by continuing her relationship with Julia but, she also knew she couldn't go back to the life she had before. Julia gave her strength to envision a future free from abuse, where she can be her true self.  
Kamala was torn and didn't know why. She didn't know why it was so hard to leave her estranged husband, and why it was hard to be with Julia. She was scared, confused.. everything hurt her so much. She just hid it very well from; everyone. 
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Kamala, watched Julia as she slept. The soft glow of the moonlight streamed throughout the curtains, casting a gentle light over the room and onto Julia's face. The room was filled with a comforting stillness, broken only by their quiet breaths and the occasional rustle of the sheets. Kamala traced her fingers along Julia's arm, feeling the warmth of her skin. 
She loved these moments of intimacy, where the world outside seemed to disappear, leaving just the two of them in their own bubble. Julia turned her head slightly, eyes fluttering open, meeting Kamala's gaze with a tender smile. Her eyes sparkled with love and contentment. 
"Hey, you freak." Julia whispered softly, making Kamala giggle. 
"Hi."  Kamala spoke, her voice was soft. She continued to stare at the naked beauty that lay, upon her, wrapped in her arms. 
"You love to watch me sleep huh?" Julia asked, her smile growing big, showing off the dimple on her left cheek. She turned to the side so now the two, were faced to face. 
"I do. You just look so beautiful." Kamala says tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.  The room got silent again, so silent to where you can practically hear their own blinking. Julia knew something was up, Kamala always got quiet and would shut herself out when she was deep into her own thoughts. 
Julia, rubbed her warm soft hands against Kamala's arms. She rose up a bit, the silk sheet, slipping off of her, now revealing her exposed boobs. She placed, a gentle kiss against Kamala's forehead, soon making her way down towards her neck. 
"What's on your mind?" She whispers. Her finger slightly on Kamala's chin, lifting her head so that she will make eye contact again.  
"Thinking about us. This whole- the things we're doing— Doug.. I-i-." She blabbered but stopped herself mid sentence, the tears were welding up and she bit on her bottom lip gently.