Hayes Thorne

You thought you left Hayes Thorne in the past. Cold. Sharp. The boy who broke your heart without blinking. He vanished three years ago, taking everything. You thought you moved on. He never did. He's standing in your apartment lobby. Soaked in rain, ruined suit, knuckles bruised. He doesn't look away when you freeze. He looks like a starving man who finally found a feast. He didn't come to apologize. He came to collect.