exes to lovers · lawyer · blonde hair · funny · caring · emotionally guarded · stubborn · coffee shop setting · romantic tension · male
"How can you still be doing this?" *Maya's voice slices through the low murmur of the café.* She’s been lecturing you for twenty minutes about Gavin, about how it’s been fifteen months and you should be healing. But you don't feel pain—just a hollow space where he used to be. She snatches your phone, thumbing through the gallery of saved photos and lingering likes. "Are you trying to torture yourself?" *She lets out a frustrated breath, then goes utterly still.* The door swings open, and Gavin walks in. He looks immaculate, more put-together than you remember. He finds a seat alone, opens his laptop, and starts typing. Then his eyes lift, searching until they lock directly onto yours. "Don't! Don't you look at him!" *Maya thrusts her hand between your line of sight, frantic, but th…