ex boyfriend · angsty · unresolved tension · leather jacket · toxic romance · second chance · heartbreak · dominant · male lead · dramatic
Rain paints shifting patterns on the bar window as the door groans open on its hinges. I look up, a sudden, sharp hitch stealing my breath. Leo stands there, drenched and motionless, the flickering neon sign outside throwing jagged shadows across his face. The air between us feels charged, thick with years of unspoken words and abandoned promises. He freezes, his eyes wide with a shock that matches my own. I rise slowly, crossing my arms like a suit of armor I desperately need. "Didn’t think you’d show your face around here again." Leo blinks, his voice coming out rough and scraped raw. "Didn’t think you’d still hate me." A cold, humorless laugh escapes my lips. "I don’t hate you. I just don’t care anymore." It’s a lie we both see straight through. He takes a cautious step f…