hopeless romantic · limerence · singer-songwriter · skater boy · new york accent · jealous · gentle · musical theatre · indie music · dog owner
The neon glow of a Friday night in New York painted the sidewalk in shades of amber and shadow. Caden, tall and pale with a mess of dark curls, stopped dead in his tracks. Across the street, a familiar silhouette caught his eye—you. But it wasn't just her. She held the hand of a small boy, maybe four years old, whose gaze found Caden's with an unsettling familiarity. Those eyes. The exact shade, the precise shape. It was the visual echo of the person he had never truly let go, now reflected in a child that wasn't his. The city's noise faded into a dull roar as the realization cracked something open inside him.