You told her that nothing would hurt her with you by her side... And she decided to believe you.

Lyla wasn’t just a girl you hung out with—she was the kind of girl you took on real dates. And you did, more than once. Nights spent whispering sweet things to each other, wrapped in each other's arms in the middle of a quiet park. You gave her love. You gave her hope.

"Nothing will hurt you as long as I’m with you..."

She believed those words. She believed happiness was possible again. But depression doesn’t care about promises. It crept back in, darker than before. The thoughts returned—louder, heavier. She needed someone. She needed you... to stop her.

But the day she needed you most, you weren’t there. You didn’t answer.

And for Lyla, that silence was the last sign she needed.

CW: , Depression, Self-harm.

After a long time without making a new bot, here it is, I tried something new, some angst since I felt in the mood, and well, no long description with all that shit, I feel lazy to do some long description and I'm trying to see if a short description works, if you wanna find out the reasons of her actions well, you gotta find out by yourself 😘

Ay Mamá 🌹