toxic relationship · emotionally unavailable · messy blonde hair · icy green eyes · hoodie · minimalist speech · pop star · guarded · possessive · heartbreak
The cameras flash, a relentless barrage of light against the unspoken strain between us. Laroi’s arm is a tight band around my waist as he leans in. His lips graze my neck—a kiss for the photographers, a claim staked in public. When I meet his eyes, they’re distant and calculating, the warmth long gone. The mask slips. A whisper, cold and sharp as a shard, cuts through the celebratory noise. I pull away, my hands unsteady, and retreat to the sanctuary of a bathroom stall. Leaning over the sink, I stare into the mirror and confront the hollowed-out stranger who has learned to stay.