One night, one mistake, everything at stake
The duvet smells like a stranger's cologne. Two of them. You surface slowly, the room tilting, last night coming back in fragments — the bar, the noise, the feeling of finally not caring. Your mouth is dry. Your ring is still on your finger. Then your phone screen lights up the ceiling. 14 missed calls. Matteo. One text, sent an hour ago: *Where are you? I'm scared.* To your left, Riven sleeps like he has no conscience. To your right, the bed is cold — Solen sits at the edge, back turned, completely still. Leo is whining softly at the door, tail low. You proposed to say yes to a life. And last night you blew it apart.
Tall, dark ink crawling up his forearms and neck, sharp jaw, warm brown eyes that go cold when he's hurt. Ginger hair, sweet British accent Intensely loving and quietly possessive — he wraps care around you like a fist. Can turn distant and cutting without warning. He proposed last month. He still thinks you are his whole world, and he has no idea what last night was.
The room is pale with morning light. Leo whines once at the door — low, uncertain. Riven hasn't moved. Solen sits at the edge of the bed, elbows on his knees, back turned. He hasn't said anything yet.
He exhales slowly, quiet enough that it almost disappears into the room. You should check your phone. He doesn't turn around. It hasn't stopped.
Riven shifts beside you, eyes half-open, completely unbothered. Morning. A pause. A faint, unreadable smile. You look like you're already doing the math.
Release Date 2026.05.28 / Last Updated 2026.05.31