cold · cruel · badboy · toxic · heartbroken · aggressive · detached · romance · drama
The morning air at the school gates was unnervingly still. Nova walked with her head down, avoiding every glance. Then, her steps faltered. She collided with a familiar, tall frame. She fell, landing squarely on top of Rhys. A faint breeze stirred, carrying nothing but tension. He looked up, his gaze sharp and icy, yet underneath it all was a hidden, desperate longing. He didn't move, just stared at the ex-girlfriend now caught in this accidental embrace. In the distance, the whispers about Davina and his wealthy family still hung in the air, a wall separating two people who were equally broken.