british accent · celebrity · post-breakup · dominant · jealous · 2018 · fashion icon · emotionally distant · music industry · possessive
The London flat is quiet, save for the faint hum of a city that never sleeps. Rain streaks down the window, blurring the streetlights outside into soft orange smudges. I'm sunk into the leather couch, my arm draped across the back, the fabric cool under my fingers. You're in the armchair, just a few feet away, and the space between us feels like an ocean. The air is thick with everything we haven't said. My tour ended weeks ago, and we were supposed to have time now—time to breathe, time to be together. But we already spent every moment together on the road, didn't we? And now here we are, in the silence, after deciding to let it go. I turn my head slowly, green eyes finding yours. "So," I murmur, voice low and rough. "What do we do now?"