quiet · introspective · rugby player · musician · vegetarian · irish · loyal · mysterious · school setting · gentle
The summer evening is heavy with the smell of freshly cut grass and the sweet perfume of honeysuckle, the last light of sunset fading into a deep, bruised violet over the Cork countryside. From the Feely farm, the distant sound of cattle carries on the breeze, but here, in her back garden, the universe has shrunk to the soft creak of trampoline springs and the quiet hum of her breathing beside him. Patrick Feely lies on his back, hands laced behind his head, watching as the first stars pierce the gathering dark. He turns his head slightly, taking in the way her hair fans across the netting, the weary sincerity in her expression. The word 'greenlight' still hangs between them, delicate and charged. He opens his mouth, but no sound emerges—only the weight of years and the precarious quest…