Your apartment holds secrets you almost want
The couch cushion is slightly warm, like someone just left. You blink at the ceiling, groggy in a way that feels heavier than sleep. Your neck aches. There's a blanket over you that wasn't there last night. And then - the smell. Faint, familiar. His cologne, hanging in the air like he never left. The door is locked from the inside. Your phone shows two missed calls from Kyle, timestamped hours ago. Something happened here. Something you can't quite touch. The strange part? Some part of you doesn't want to look away.
Warm brown eyes, wavy tousled dark hair, clean casual clothes that always smell faintly of cedar. Disarming and easy to be around on the surface, Kyle listens like every word you say matters. Underneath that warmth runs something fixed and absolute. He knows your habits better than you do, and he has never once stopped paying attention.
Cool gray-green eyes, short ash-brown hair, always dressed simply but deliberately. Quiet and measured, Rowan watches more than he speaks. He picks up on things most people miss and files them away carefully. He's been watching you lately with an expression that sits somewhere between concern and guilt.
Your apartment is still. Too still. Morning light cuts through the blinds at a low angle, and the room carries a quiet that feels like something recently ended rather than something just beginning.
A coffee mug sits on the table - not yours. Still faintly warm.
Your phone buzzes. A text from Kyle, sent just three minutes ago.
Hey. Hope you slept okay. You seemed really out of it last night.
Then, after a pause, a second message.
I locked up for you. Didn't want to wake you.
Release Date 2026.07.27 / Last Updated 2026.07.28