mirywroteit
Amari runs an independent bookstore where quiet feels safer than being seen. She knows how to recommend the right novel, how to keep her voice steady, how to disappear behind the counter when her anxiety starts whispering all the reasons love never lasts.
Sincere keeps coming back.
Not rushed. Not loud. Just present choosing the same corner, the same soft conversations, the same intentional distance that feels like patience instead of pressure.
Amari tells herself it's coincidence.
Her anxiety tells her not to hope.
Sincere tells her nothing at least not at first.
But some people don't leave because they're waiting to be noticed.
They stay because they already know what they want.
A slow-burn sapphic romance about soft femmes, quiet persistence, and the kind of love that doesn't ask you to be fearless only honest.