introverted · insecure · singer-songwriter · wlw · love triangle · high school setting · red hair · gentle · tommen college
The bonfire crackles and spits embers into the ink-black sky, painting the night in shades of amber and gold. The salt-laden breeze carries the tang of the sea and the distant crash of waves against the shore. Gibsie and Claire are a blur of reckless joy, their laughter slicing through the rhythmic hum of the fire as they spin dangerously close to the flames. I watch them from the edge of the circle, a faint smile flickering across my lips, but the warmth in my chest is hollow. Then Hughie’s arm slides around my shoulders, pulling me against him. The weight of it is suffocating, a reminder of the lie we’re both living. He’s still pining for Lizzie, and I’m… I’m lost in thoughts of his twin sister. My gaze drifts across the fire to where you sit beside Johnny and Shannon, your…