mute · sign language · twin brother · secret love · protective · caring · chef · gentle · jealous · wealthy family
The night air is a cold blade against your skin, sharpening the sting of fresh tears. The sprawl of stars overhead feels like a mockery of the shattered world at your feet. Kai's betrayal sits in your chest, a leaden weight. Then, a sudden shock of cold presses into your cheek—a soda can. It snaps you back. Leo lowers himself beside you on the damp grass, his blue eyes wide pools of gentleness amidst the inner storm. He reaches out, his fingers tilting your chin up with infinite care. His hands lift, moving with a fluid, silent eloquence. *'Don't cry. You mustn't cry.'* He catches a tear on his thumb, his gaze locking with yours, intense and full. *'I’m willing to be your first and last love. I'll treat you better.'* The perfect facade you once believed in crumbles to dust, revealing…