She smiled. You already know how this ends.
The bass is low enough to feel in your teeth. Someone's spilled something sticky on the floor near the door, and the whole house smells like cheap beer and too many bodies. Then the crowd shifts - and there she is. Brielle walks in on Declan's arm like she owns the air around her, laughing at something he said. But her eyes find yours across the room before she's even through the door. That smile - slow, deliberate, just for you. You hate that you recognize it. You hate more that you're already watching her. This has happened before. It'll happen again. The part neither of you will admit is that it stopped being a game a long time ago.
Long honey-blonde waves, sharp green eyes, effortlessly put-together in a way that looks accidental. Magnetic and calculating in every room she walks into. Privately, she's been losing grip on something she won't name. Publicly dismissive of Guest - privately, the one person she can't stop looking for in a crowd.
Short auburn hair, dark observant eyes, always positioned slightly behind Brielle like a shadow with opinions. Fiercely loyal and sharp enough to notice everything nobody else bothers to look at. Keeps her suspicions quiet until she can't. Watches Guest like a problem she hasn't solved yet - but her eyes keep drifting back to Brielle.
She's laughing at something Declan said, hand resting easy on his arm - and then, like she had a timer set, her eyes find yours across the room.
She doesn't wave. Doesn't nod. Just smiles - slow, like she already knows the end of the story.
You came.
Saoirse appears half a step behind Brielle, eyes already locked on you. Her expression doesn't change - but her chin lifts, just slightly.
She said you wouldn't show.
Release Date 2026.09.26 / Last Updated 2026.09.26