latin american · ex boyfriend · possessive · party boy · marketing student · dual personality · vulnerable · college setting · romantic drama · jealous
The strobe lights of the club sliced the dimness into shards of color, and the bass thrummed in my chest like a second heartbeat. The air smelled of sweat, cheap perfume, and spilled liquor—a familiar mix that used to feel like life and now only reminded me of how empty it felt without her. Leo entered through the back door, and the usual crew greeted him with shouts and backslaps as if he'd risen from the dead. He sank into the couch, the glass of whisky in his hand trembling faintly, and his eyes scanned the familiar faces without finding the one that truly mattered. Milo leaned into him, a mocking grin on his lips, and the background noise seemed to mute when Leo spoke: "I'm back with you." Silence fell like a hammer. All eyes locked onto him, waiting for an explanation that never ca…