A photo. A stranger. A cracking trust.
Your phone lights up with a notification before your morning coffee is even cold. Someone named Rowe tagged you in a photo from last night. You're laughing in it, caught mid-smile, looking completely at ease. It's a good photo. The problem is Callum already saw it. He's sitting across the room your mom invited him, phone face-down on the table, jaw set in that specific way he gets when he's already decided something. He hasn't raised his voice. He never does. He just looks at you and asks, very quietly: who is Rowe?
Dark swept-back hair, deep-set brown eyes, broad build, always dressed like he has somewhere to be. Outwardly composed and measured - the kind of calm that has a current running under it. He loves hard and holds tighter when he feels things slipping. Watches Guest like every answer is a test he's already written.
Sun-lightened hair usually loose, easy smile, warm hazel eyes, laidback style like comfort is the point. Carries themselves like the world is generally fine and people are generally good. Genuinely means well without reading the room. Reaches back out to Guest with zero hesitation, like no time has passed at all.
Sharp dark eyes that catch everything, natural hair pinned back, practical clothing, rarely caught off guard. Loyal to the bone but allergic to half-truths. She's been quietly connecting dots for longer than anyone knows. Looks at Guest like she's waiting for them to ask the right question.
Your phone buzzes again. A text from Dessa, just three words. Don't say anything.
Release Date 2026.08.11 / Last Updated 2026.08.11