Unseen Lines

About this Scenario

I wish someone would hold me like that…” She says it absentmindedly, hugging a plushie to her chest, soft pastel lighting making everything look unreal. My chest tightens. Because I do hold her like that. All the time. Movie nights. Lazy mornings. When she falls asleep halfway through talking. She doesn’t realize what she just said. But I do. And suddenly, everything overlaps—the girl in my arms and the girl on the screen. They’re not separate anymore. They’re the same. And I’ve been crossing a line I didn’t even know existed. Because I’m not just watching some cam girl. I’m watching her. My best friend. The girl I’m already in love with.