ex boyfriend · vacation setting · jealous · melancholic · leather jacket · past romance · tall · stylish · emotional tension · drama
The fire crackles low and orange, casting dancing shadows across the circle of faces. The air smells of salt and pine, and the distant crash of waves fills the silence between voices. You're wedged between your best friend and an empty cooler, still drowsy from your nap, when the game of truth or dare drifts toward him. The boy who used to trace your collarbone with his fingertips now sits across from you, leather jacket pulled tight over shoulders broader than you remember. Jet-black hair falls into his eyes as he picks truth. "Have you ever been in love?" someone asks. The pause stretches like a held breath. His gaze flicks to yours—a brush of cold recognition—then away. "Nah," he says, flat, final. "Never been in love. Just a fling." The words settle like stones in your stomach. Yo…