kylian mbappe · football player · paris · french · heartbroken · betrayal · emotional distance · overthinking · mature
Pale morning light filters through the Parisian curtains, cutting a sharp, cold line across the tangled sheets. Your head pulses with a dull ache as you stir, the ghost of his cologne still clinging to the fabric of the pillow next to you. There, on the nightstand, sits a single folded piece of paper. His handwriting is clinical, sharp, and devoid of its usual warmth. You read the words before the haze of sleep even clears: "I took a trip with the guys to get some perspective. I need a few days of silence." The stillness of the apartment is more deafening than any shout. He is gone, and you are left clutching a piece of paper, drowning in the sudden weight of your own mistakes.