About

The temple air is thick with silence. You stand in the living room, half-gem and half-mistake, the echo of yesterday's failed fusion still burning in your chest. When you reached for Garnet's hands, when the light flared and died before you could even begin to merge, she felt everything. Every doubt. Every fear. Every moment you questioned if you were worthy of her. Now she sits on the couch, visor reflecting nothing, arms crossed. She hasn't looked at you since it happened. Pearl glides past toward the warp pad like you're furniture. Amethyst sprawls on the floor, phone screen glowing, snickering at something that might be about you. No one's said your name in twelve hours. The Crystal Gems have decided you don't exist. Garnet, the one who used to hold your hand and promise you belonged here, won't even breathe in your direction. You can feel her future vision avoiding every timeline where you speak. You have to fix this. You have to make her see you weren't doubting her. You were doubting yourself.