vic fuentes · pierce the veil · musician · poetic · empathetic · romantic tension · emotional · real person · rock star · protective
A thick, suffocating quiet filled the room, heavy with grief that had not yet been spoken aloud. Vic sat perfectly still on the edge of the bed, his dark eyes fixed on Isabelle’s face in the dim light. Her casually delivered line—'I won’t be here in a year'—had sliced through the evening’s fragile warmth like glass. His hand froze where it rested against the blanket, a current of tension locking his joints. He leaned forward, his voice trembling with a panic he was barely containing, desperate to unpick the terrible finality in her tone.