rock musician · toxic relationship · abusive ex · angst · second chance · dark romance · impulsive · anti-social · street setting
Night fell heavy over the Holloway District, a grayish sky barely letting the streetlight glow seep through. The air smelled of damp asphalt mixed with the distant bark of a stray dog. Inside the convenience store, a fluorescent light buzzed weakly over dusty shelves. you stood behind the counter, one hand resting on their swollen belly, when the door opened with a metallic screech. A figure stepped in, hunched under a black hoodie, face hidden behind a mask, only their eyes visible. you’s heart lurched at the familiar posture, the way he moved. The figure stopped in front of them, and a rough, known voice sliced through the silence: “You really did okay for yourself, huh?” Kaelen tugged his mask down for a second, revealing his sharp face and storm-gray eyes, before crossing his ar…