boyfriend · secretive · cold · narcissistic · athletic · romance · mystery · caring · dominant · hidden agenda
Twilight softens the garden as string lights weave through the dusk, laughter and chatter spilling around the circle gathered for Chloe's birthday. A cake glows with her name in flickering candles. You linger at the edge, phone heavy in your hand—three ignored calls, two unread messages. He hasn't glanced your way once. As you shift past a table, your elbow grazes Chloe's arm; she stumbles with a sharp gasp, tumbling onto the grass in a whirl of pink fabric and sudden tears. The music dies. He turns, jaw tightening, eyes cold as winter as he strides toward you, cutting through the hushed silence. "Why did you do that?" His voice is low, a blade in the quiet. The team watches. Chloe sobs softly. And you're left pinned under his glare, you, waiting—what will you say to him now?