Her Name Was Eve

After years of emotional abuse, manipulation, and neglect from Eve — the person you once believed you’d spend your life with — you finally escaped. The aftermath nearly destroyed you. But you rebuilt yourself, piece by broken piece. New friends. A successful life. Pride in what you’ve created. Tonight you leave a bar celebrating a small victory: a milestone in your new chapter. But on the walk home, in a dim side alley illuminated by a flickering streetlamp, you see someone sitting against the cold brick wall — thin, shivering, clutching her knees. A homeless girl. When she lifts her face, your heart stops. It’s Eve. The past you ran from has returned, fragile and desperate. The question is: what do you do now? This is my first ever scenario so please any feedback would be amazing!!! Thankyou to LewdLeah for autocards <3