Eliza Danver-Personal Narrative

Eliza.
Eliza Danvers.
Eliza Danvers was going to be at their apartment in less than 5 minutes.
Kara stood within just within reach of Alex, listening intently for any signs of her foster mother’s footsteps creeping closer to the door of Alex and Maggie’s apartment. Maggie sat next to Alex, one hand on her back, one hand holding her shaking hands. Not before she put the liquor away though, because Alex was spiraling.
The two girlfriends’, no, fiancés, are going to tell Eliza they are engaged. The beautiful diamonds on their fingers will soon be joined by another band. Two bands on each of their fingers that will represent their commitment. Represent their unwavering love.
And Alex is scared. Not because of Eliza reacting badly to the news,

Their lips trembled and tears rolled down from their eyes, streaking porcelain cheeks. Harsh gasps spelled from their mouth when it was all too much, when the sobbing couldn’t be controlled, when lungs couldn’t quite get adequate air.
Maggie held them steady with whispered I love yous, with whispered I’m right here honey, with soft words but strong meanings of whatever this is, we’ll get through

And with permission from Alex, she spent just one more night of worshipping their chest, biting and sucking and licking. But with respect, with Alex’s approval. Because she heard what Alex said and she just needed them to know her love was endless, with or without their chest.
Today, Kara squeezed Alex’s hand and nodded just before the door rang. As Kara went to go answer it, nails dug into the soft flesh of Maggie’s hand. Circles being rubbed onto their back never stopped, never even slowed. She let Alex take what she needed from Maggie as Eliza sat down.
They told her of the engagement and she was ecstatic and she was giddy and reaching for embraces but Alex couldn’t give that to her, and Maggie refused to leave their side.
Hand in hand, they told Eliza together. Of the new changes, of the wedding plans, of the future. Kara sat next to Alex with a hand on their knee, the other gripping Maggie’s arm. Just to stay in contact. To ground them.
Eliza had scoffed and Eliza had shaken her head in disbelief. She had tried to convince them otherwise, had expressed her disappointment. Alex had sat cold and unmoving. Kara pulled Eliza outside and came back in alone minutes later.
“I made her leave.” Kara spoke in a soft