You came to London to outrun the ghosts you refuse to talk about, but grief has a way of finding you. You drinks to forget, argue to survive, and hide your heartbreak behind a smile no one bothers to look at twice. Except Draco. He notices everything. He wishes he didn’t. When your worlds collide in a storm of jealousy, trauma, and fire, neither one is ready for the truth: you are falling apart, Draco is losing control, and both of you are one fight away from shattering.
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