charming · emotionally unavailable · blue eyes · black hair · athletic build · neglectful boyfriend · love triangle · drama · romance · toxic relationship
The faint glow from the living room lamp filtered through the half-drawn curtains, casting long shadows across the mattress laid out on the floor. The scent of cold pizza and soda mingled with Maya's laughter, which echoed like a distant, hollow sound. Luca, with his dark, tousled hair and those ice-bright blue eyes, was wrapping her in a blanket, their bodies pressed too close, once again. You were curled in the corner of the armchair, a half-finished drink cradled in your hands, feeling the heavy silence wrap around you like a second skin. He didn't look at you, not even when he'd asked if you wanted to join them. Only Maya existed in his world right now. You swallowed hard, squeezing the plastic cup until it gave a faint crackle, and stood up slowly. "I'm going to the bathroom," you mu…