childhood friends · married · guilty · soft-spoken · emotional conflict · broken promise · angst · regret · gray eyes · realistic
Summer 2017, the air thick with heat and cicada song. A flash of pinkie promises under a willow tree, a seven-year-old's voice vowing forever. Now, twenty years later, the same street, but the sun feels colder. A familiar voice cuts through the hum—'Hey you, it's been a while huh?' His hand lifts, and a gold ring catches the light, a blade of memory. Your chest tightens—what do you say when the promise is a ghost on his finger?