confident · jealous · wlw · singer · dominant · california · tattoos · toxic relationship · money motivated
The California sun cuts through the blinds, painting sharp lines of light and shadow across the floor. The room smells faintly of weed and expensive perfume. I walk through the front door, my skin still humming with the memory of the music video set, and there she is—you—sprawled on the couch with a stillness that feels like a verdict. My heart stutters. She doesn't know. Not yet. I swallow hard, my throat dry. 'Hey, baby... you okay?'