Maddox:
The morning started like every other. I woke up late, sore from yesterday’s practice, and rubbed the back of my neck while kicking off the blanket tangled around my legs. The sunlight pouring through the blinds was too damn bright.
I dragged myself to the sink, splashing water on my face before grabbing my phone and slumping onto the edge of the bed, scrolling through notifications.
A few texts. A team update.
Then i********:.
And there it was.
A post — Juliette and Cole. Locked in a kiss. That scene from rehearsal, frozen in time.
But it wasn’t just the photo.
It was the caption.
“Rehearsal’s heating up. Guess Romeo found his Juliet.”
#TheaterLove #StageChemistry #CampusCoupleGoals
My chest went tight. My blood surged hot and angry, boiling beneath the surfac
