Cyrus
All I see is red. Red like blood. Red like fire. Red like everything I've ever wanted slipping through my fingers again.
This is the second time.
The second damn time I’ve watched someone I need turn toward Cain like he's the center of the goddamn universe. Like he's gravity and I'm just some leftover stardust no one asked for.
The first time, I told myself it was fine. I distracted myself with kisses that meant nothing and strangers whose names I never remembered. I let bodies blur the ache. I drowned in pleasure just to forget what it felt like to be invisible.
All I see is her.
Even in this chaos. Even in this firestorm burning behind my ribs. Even when I’m choking on the feeling of being second-best—again.
Saoirse Kings.
The rogue girl who didn’t bow. The storm I never ex
