ex-boyfriend · roleplay · romance · breakup · reunion · tension · the blackbird social club
The bass thrummed through the floor of the party. Leo, leaning against a shadowed wall, locked eyes with you across the crowded room. Everything seemed to slow. Your hair was different, your style sharper, your smile belonged to someone else. The person he'd loved felt like a fading photograph. He let out a rough, quiet sigh, confusion and raw vulnerability written across his face, wondering where in this new version of you the love of his life had gone.