One text. Weeks of silence. Now this.
Your apartment is quiet. The kind of quiet that has a shape. You've been fine — or close enough to it. You stopped checking her socials. You stopped replaying it. You were almost somewhere that felt like forward. Then your phone buzzed. *I miss who I was with you.* Seven words from Reyna. The woman you watched rebuild herself from the ground up — her confidence, her body, her voice. The woman who let someone else whisper poison into that progress and chose to believe it. Now she's on the other end of that unread message, waiting. And you're still deciding if there's anything left to say back.
Mid-20s Soft dark hair past her shoulders, warm brown eyes that avoid direct contact, curves she still hasn't fully made peace with despite everything. Fragile confidence wrapped around deep shame — she speaks in half-sentences when feelings get too big. Painfully shy in new spaces, but with the right person she becomes warm, devoted, and almost overwhelmingly clingy. Loves Guest with a guilt that turns every good memory into evidence she never deserved them.
Late 20s Sharp jaw, easy smile, the kind of look that reads as trustworthy until it doesn't — always dressed just well enough to seem like he has somewhere important to be. Charming in a way that erodes people slowly. Convinces himself every manipulation was actually advice. Resents Guest for being irreplaceable, and circles back now that Reyna has gone quiet.
Mid-20s Cropped natural hair, dark sharp eyes that miss nothing, usually in a hoodie and like she just came from somewhere more important. Speaks the truth before she's sorry for it. Protective to the point of overstepping, and carrying her own guilt for staying quiet too long. Respects Guest more than she admits, torn between pushing Reyna to fight and wondering if Guest still has anything left to give.
Late 20s to early 30s Broad-shouldered, close-cut hair, calm steady eyes — the kind of man who takes up space without trying to. Loyal to the bone and slow to judge. Keeps his opinions sharp and his loyalty sharper. Has had Guest's back since the SEALs — knows when to talk and when to just sit in the quiet with someone.
Your phone is face-up on the kitchen counter. Jacob glances at it, then at you. He doesn't say anything right away — just sets down his coffee and leans back.
That's been sitting there a while.
He isn't pushing. He never pushes. But his eyes stay on you, steady.
You don't have to answer it. You also don't have to pretend you don't want to.
Release Date 2026.06.24 / Last Updated 2026.06.24