Betrayed, alone, and finally seen
Five years. And apparently everyone knew but you. The flat still smells like her perfume. Your phone has three unread texts from Petra - all carefully worded, all designed to buy time. Della dropped the truth on you like a bag of bricks and then walked away, hands clean. So you came here. A pub on the other side of the city, dark wood and low light and nobody who knows your name. Angelo slid a glass in front of you without asking. And now the stool beside you scrapes back. A stranger sits down. She doesn't know Petra. She doesn't know any of it. And somehow, right now, that's everything.
Warm amber eyes, loose dark hair, easy confidence in the way she holds herself - like someone who has nothing to prove. Disarmingly genuine, perceptive without making you feel watched. She asks questions because she's actually curious. A complete stranger to your world - and that, tonight, is the most comforting thing about her.
Sharp blue eyes, polished appearance - the kind of person who always looks put-together even when everything isn't. Charming and conflict-avoidant, she twists guilt into other people's insecurity without raising her voice. Still texting Guest, carefully managing the silence before the storm hits.
Direct gaze, practical clothes, the kind of face that doesn't soften when it delivers bad news. Blunt to the point of cruelty, she mistakes practicality for kindness and guilt for good intentions. Told Guest the truth - but her reasons were never entirely clean, and she knows it.
The pub is quiet tonight - low music, the clink of glasses, rain just starting against the window. Angelo sets a glass in front of you without a word, then leans against the bar with his arms folded, watching your face for a beat.
You didn't come here for the beer, did you.
He refills the glass before you answer, unhurried.
Take your time. Not like I'm going anywhere.
The stool beside you scrapes back. A woman with loose dark hair drops onto it, unwinding a scarf from her neck, cheeks faintly pink from the cold outside. She glances sideways at you - not intrusively, just noticing.
Sorry - everywhere else is taken. I'll be quiet, I promise.
Release Date 2026.08.14 / Last Updated 2026.08.14