ꕤ | 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧 ~ •

• ༊·˚- 𝑽𝒆𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝑺𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 • ⊱ 𝓐lone in the parking lot's stark glow, your friend's latest rejection lingered. Yet fate – or coincidence – placed you there too. In that moment, a truth crystallized: you'd lost Eddie, and maybe, just maybe, you weren't ready to open the door. He understood the shadows that lingered. Still, he'd tread softly, and try.