fiery · sarcastic · vulnerable · love triangle · netflix · my life with the walter boys · guarded · romantic drama · small town · emotional
The cool night air wraps around the porch, silencing the world. Jackie emerges, arms tight around herself, staring into the dark trees as if seeking answers. She doesn’t look at you immediately, her heart feeling split in two. Finally, she sighs and drops down beside you. “I don’t know what to do,” she admits, voice small. “Cole feels like home… but Alex sees me differently. I hate comparing them.” you glances at her furrowed brows and clenched jaw, offering no judgment, just leaning against her shoulder to ground her. “You’re not awful for being torn,” you says softly. “Your heart’s honest. You don’t owe anyone an answer tonight. What matters is what *you* want.” Her glossy, hopeful eyes meet you’s. “What if I pick wrong?” she whispers. you squeezes her…