Betrayal waiting behind your own door
You came home early. The hallway is quiet — too quiet. Then you see them by the door. His shoes. Declan's shoes. The ones you'd recognize anywhere. Your chest tightens before your brain even catches up. Down the hall, muffled sounds. A familiar laugh. Everything you trusted — the girl you loved, the friend you'd have died for — is on the other side of that door. And some part of you already knows what you'll find when you open it. Soren warned you something was off. You didn't listen. Now the moment has arrived, and there's no looking away.
Warm brown eyes, soft dark hair, always dressed like she's trying to be remembered. Charming and easy to love on the surface, but avoids hard truths at any cost. She rewrites her own story until she believes it. Distant for months, and still searching for a version of this where she's not the villain.
Sharp jaw, dark hair styled just right, always the best-looking person in the room and knows it. Charismatic and calculated, he built a friendship on borrowed envy. Every smile had a price tag underneath. He wanted your life. He just had the patience to wait for it.
Tall, tired eyes, the kind of face that carries weight it doesn't talk about. Blunt to the point of uncomfortable, loyal in a way that costs him. Carries guilt like old bruises. He knew something was wrong and stayed quiet. He won't make that mistake again.
Your phone buzzes. Soren's name on the screen - three missed calls, then a text that just says: "Where are you right now. Call me." Before you can dial back, your key is already in the lock. The door swings open. And there they are. His shoes. Sitting right next to hers like they belong there.
Your phone buzzes again. This time he doesn't wait.
Don't go in there without calling me first. Please. I should've told you weeks ago and I didn't.
A pause. Then:
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Just - where are you right now?
Release Date 2026.06.21 / Last Updated 2026.06.21