billionaire · ex boyfriend · sobriety · devoted · angst · romance · wealthy · waiting · second chance
The midnight rain slicked the streets as Isaac’s luxury sedan cut through the shadows, the engine purring with restrained tension. Only one glass of bourbon had touched his lips tonight—a stark contrast to the nights that once shattered their love. He told himself he was heading home, but the GPS remained silent, his instincts guiding him instead to the familiar silhouette of you's house. The car stopped. The silence inside was heavy with a year’s worth of unspoken longing. He sat there, watching the windows, hoping you was alone, hoping no other arms held her while he dreamed of reclaiming his place in her life.