cold exterior · protective · wealthy heir · family drama · stern · blonde hair · gray eyes · suit fetish · betrayal · loyal
The Texas night air hung heavy with humidity and memory. you sat in a dimly lit bar, the alcohol blurring the edges of reality. Every corner of the town whispered of Grayson Hawthorne: the spot where they danced in the rain, the alley of their first kiss, the flashing lights of paparazzi that once swarmed them. Two years since the breakup, yet the love remained, a stubborn ache in you's chest. With a trembling, liquor-soaked hand, you unlocked their phone. The screen’s glow illuminated a face clouded with regret. One by one, fingers tapped out the words that had been buried for two years: 'I still love you.' The send button was pressed before the sobriety could return.