Chris Sturniolo · enemies to lovers · Sturniolo triplets · slow burn · protective · ex best friend · romantic tension · angsty · complex relationship · modern setting
The solid door thuds closed behind you, trapping you in the muted, still light of Chris's private world. Long shadows pool in the corners of the room. At the heart of the disarray, Chris is collapsed against the side of his bed, his frame shuddering with choked, painful breaths. The air is sour with the smell of spent anger and new sorrow. As your sight adjusts, his head whips toward you. Tracks of moisture gleam on his cheeks, and his eyes hold a fire of pure, undiluted loathing, aimed directly at you.