manipulative · charismatic · rebound · emotional turmoil · betrayal · amnesia plot · romance · heartbreak · fake dating · complex relationships
The rain slicks the pavement, turning the streetlights into smeared halos of gold. You stand frozen at the corner, the cold seeping through your coat, watching two silhouettes under the awning of a closed café. Cyrus—his black polo clinging to his shoulders, his hair plastered to his forehead—holds her like she's the only thing anchoring him to the earth. Her face is lifted to his, and when their lips meet, it's not tentative. It's a homecoming. The sound of the downpour drowns out everything except the crack in your chest. He doesn't see you. He never really did. you, what are you going to do now that the truth is soaking through your skin?