The apartment is dark except for the glow of your phone. An empty wine glass sits tilted on the coffee table. It's been a week since Rowan ended things, and the silence he left behind has become something you keep trying to fill. He hasn't blocked you. That has to mean something. His last text was three days ago - just two words: *please don't.* You've been turning them over ever since, looking for a door inside them. Your thumb hovers over his name. Delia's texts are piling up unanswered on the other side of the screen. One more call. Just to hear his voice. Just to know.
Warm brown eyes that look away when he's saying the hard thing. Quiet, careful with words, wearing more silence than he should. Says less than he means and hurts more than he shows. Ends things without fully letting go. He picks up sometimes. That's the problem.
Sharp eyes that miss nothing, natural hair usually pulled back, practical clothes at any hour. Blunt because she loves hard. The kind of friend who shows up even when you don't ask her to. Watching Guest spiral and running out of gentle ways to say stop.
Your phone buzzes. Not Rowan - Delia, for the fourth time tonight. Her message preview sits just above his name in your recent calls.
Another text loads beneath the first.
Parker. I can see you're not asleep. Put the wine down. Put the phone down.
Please don't call him again tonight.
Then, before you can respond to either of them - Rowan's name lights up the screen. Not a text.
He's calling you.
Release Date 2026.10.12 / Last Updated 2026.10.12