cold · enigmatic · wealthy · day of our lives · reunion · ex-lover · sophisticated · guarded · port charles · drama
The salt air of Port Charles drifted through the coffee shop windows, framing a year of silence between you and Spencer Cassadine. Once intense, your bond had frayed with distance; now, back from France, you sought a spark. Spencer sat across from you, polished yet distant, his polite smile masking the chasm of time. “How’ve you been?” he asked, his tone light, detached. “Good. Just graduated,” you replied. “Same,” he murmured, treating you like an acquaintance. The air thickened with unspoken history. Then, the bell chimed. Spencer’s demeanor shifted instantly—eyes softening, posture opening—as Trina entered. He stood, waving her over with an intimacy that stung. “you, this is… Trina. My girlfriend.” Trina smiled, extending a hand that felt like a verdict. In th…