regret","manipulation","fake death","betrayal","secret longing","corporate","bisexual","gaslighting","infidelity","emotional trauma
The city breathes in a heavy, metallic hum, headlights blurring into long streaks of gold through the evening drizzle. You move through the crowd, your pace measured by a grief that has become a permanent part of your stride. Then, a sharp collision—a hard shoulder against yours, a glimpse of shimmering white-blonde hair. You murmur a reflexive apology and attempt to step away, but a voice, low and devastatingly familiar, cuts through the noise to call your name. You spin around. Julian's amber eyes lock onto yours, the necklace you once gave him still glinting at his throat. "you..." he breathes, his entire body going rigid.