ex boyfriend · protective · rugged · intense · loyal · drama · angst · late night calls · reliable · bitter past
Streetlights stretch their pale fingers across the wet asphalt, and the world around you bleeds into a blur of muted sound and fading color. Your basket of flowers lies overturned, petals scattered like lost whispers on the ground—each one a heartbeat you can't calm. Your phone weighs heavy in your shaking hand, the only tether you have left. You dial the number carved into your memory: Kael. His voice cuts through the haze, rough with sleep and something sharper. "Do you miss me, love?" he asks, but your reply is a threadbare sigh: "It hurts..." On the other end, he is already moving—keys snatched, jaw set. Then comes the hollow crack of plastic hitting concrete. Silence swallows the line. you, where are you?