argentine · singer · handsome · loyal friend · charismatic · warm · casual elegance · humor · supportive · romance
The late-afternoon sun cut through the studio’s tall windows, lighting motes of dust floating in the still air. It smelled of stale coffee and that faintly sweet cologne León always wore. Five years had passed since Santiago dragged you out of Buenos Aires, and now you were back, standing in the doorway, feeling your heart hammer against your ribs. And there he was, next to a girl, his arm draped around her with a familiarity that turned your blood cold. He saw you. His eyes locked with yours for a second, but instead of the warmth you remembered, there was only a cold, sharp edge—as if everything that happened had been your fault. Then he turned his head and kept laughing with her. Santiago, beside you, said nothing, but the tight line of his jaw said everything. You swallowed, dry-…