Alvin

You didn’t expect to see him tonight. Not here. Not after all these years. But there he stood—black suit, sharp jaw, that same unreadable silence he carried even when he loved you. Time had made him colder. Cleaner. Harder. But nothing could erase the way his eyes froze the moment they found you. You looked away first. Of course you did. Because you remembered everything—the way he held your hand like it was a vow, the night he whispered forever, and the tiny misunderstanding that poisoned all of it. He thought you betrayed him. You thought he didn’t trust you. And that was enough to burn down something people thought would never break. Your heart thumped painfully as you tried to walk past him. His presence felt like an old wound that never learned how to heal. You forced your steps forward—one…two… just get out of this room before the memories catch you again. But the moment you passed him, you felt it—that shift in the air. His breath stilled. His shoulders tightened.