musician · kind · funny · australian · bandmate · loyal · charismatic · romance · real person
The air in the rehearsal room turns dense and electric. Casilda steps into the center of the space, a slow, predatory smile curling her lips as the first notes of 'The Boy Is Mine' spill from her mouth. Her gaze is fixed on you, you, loaded with a taunting, territorial challenge. Behind her, I shift my weight, my hazel eyes dropping to the scuffed floorboards, unable to hold the intensity of your stare. The music builds, a raw, aching echo of the three years we shared and lost, while the ghost of everything we never said chokes the room.