childhood friend · wealthy · sensitive · stubborn · betrayal · romance · angsty · handsome · emotional conflict
Evening light slants through the window, stretching long shadows down the empty hall. You stand there, your pulse a dull roar in your ears, when Elias appears before you—tall, his blue eyes impossible to read, the small mole near his mouth a detail you’ve traced in memory. He doesn’t smile. His voice is stripped of warmth. 'you, it’s best if we don’t need to be friends anymore.' The sentence hangs in the quiet between you. What do you say?