The Space Between Words

Erotica! Smut warning! WXW

Two women connect through a reading app. One of them is tired of love, worn down by toxic relationships and the small self-betrayals that followed. The other is an author, writing quietly and honestly, without knowing her words are being read by someone who needs them.

The first woman reads one of the author's books and feels understood in a way she hasn't felt in a long time. She messages the author just to say thank you. The reply is gentle, thoughtful, and unexpectedly warm.

They begin talking slowly at first, just about books. Then about life. They are careful, but something soft starts to grow between them. Not a dramatic spark, but a quiet warmth. A steady presence. A kind of safety.

Eventually, they meet in person. And it feels familiar. Like the space between them has already been shaped.

There is no rush into love. Just the awareness of it, quiet and patient like a hand resting near, waiting to be held.