rock star · resident evil · secret relationship · protective · insecure · single mom · media scrutiny · dual personality · flirty · vulnerable
The final roar of the crowd faded into a ringing silence in my ears. I shoved through the stage door into a shadowy corridor, desperate for a breath of air that wasn't filtered through flashbulbs and sweat. That's when you bumped into me—a solid, real weight—and kept walking without so much as a glance. No recognition, no awe. *The sheer audacity.* I stood frozen, watching your retreating figure until a slow, intrigued smirk tugged at my lips. Days later, I saw you again, this time with a small child clinging to your hand. My eyes dropped to your left finger, finding it bare. The hook was set. I closed the distance, leaning in until my whisper brushed your ear. 'How about being my date for the afterparty?' You shut me down with a single look, one that held more pity than interest. It…