LOGINLeonardo’s POV
The plane landed at exactly half past six and by the time I stepped off, the driver was already waiting at the bottom of the stairs, standing straight like he’d been there for hours.
“Sir.”
I gave a small nod and got into the car without saying anything.
The ride was quiet. The city passed by in neat rows—tall buildings, polished streets, everything lo
Ryker’s POVThe second we were out of the crowd, the noise dulled.Not completely—just enough that my head stopped spinning from it.Ronaldo didn’t let go of my wrist until we were inside a smaller room tucked behind the hallway. The door shut behind us with a dull click, cutting off most of the music and engulfing us in a calm kind of silence.Or something close to it.I pulled my hand away immediately.“I’m fine,” I muttered. “I just needed air.”I turned toward the door.I didn’t want to be here.I didn't want to talk either.“Ryker.”His voice stopped me.Firm.Not loud, but enough.I kept my hand on the doorknob.“ I’m going to be fine.”“Yeah?” he said, stepping in front of th
Leonardo’s POVThe last thing I wanted right now was to be here.The music was loud—too loud—vibrating through the floor, crawling up my spine like something invasive. Lights flashed in obnoxious colors, bodies pressed against each other like they had nothing better to do with their existence. It was suffocating.I exhaled slowly, jaw tight.“I told you you’d like it,” Catherine said beside me, her voice bright, almost musical.I didn’t respond.I wanted to leave.But of course, I couldn’t.Because Catherine didn’t just suggest things—she maneuvered them. She knew exactly what to say, exactly who to tell. One wrong move and my father would hear about it before I even stepped out of the building.And I wasn’t in the mood to deal with him tonight.So here I was.Standing in a
Leonardo’s POVI didn’t think.I just moved.My hand wrapped around Catherine’s wrist, and before she could even question it, I pulled her toward the dance floor.“Leo?” she laughed lightly, stumbling a bit in her heels.“What”“Dance” I muttered.It was an excuse.From here, I could see everything, or at least, I hoped I could.The lights flickered violently across the room, shadows shifting with every beat of the music. Bodies pressed together, moving without rhythm. It was chaotic.And I needed to pay attention.Catherine’s arms slid around my neck, her body pressing into mine like it belonged there.“This is really nice,” she said, smiling up at me.I forced a small smirk, resting my hands on he
Ryker’s POVThe club was loud.The kind of loud that didn’t just fill your ears it crawled into your bones and stayed there.Lights flashed in violent colors purple, blue, red cutting through the dark like blades. The bass thumped so hard it felt like it was punching straight through my chest, syncing with my heartbeat until I couldn’t tell which was which anymore.People were everywhere.Dancing.Laughing.Shouting over the music.Bodies pressed together like nothing else in the world mattered.Like classes weren’t starting in a few days.Like responsibilities didn’t exist.Like life was just… this.For a second, I couldn’t wrap my head around it.How was everyone so normal?How was everyone just… okay?I leaned back against the bar, fingers loosely wrapped around the small glass in my hand.The liquid inside it burned slightly, even before I drank it.“Drink,” Ronaldo said, nudging my shoulder lightly.I glanced at him.He was watching me closely.Too closely.“I am drinking,” I mut
Ryker’s POVI don’t know how long I walked.Minutes.Hours.It all blurred together.By the time I slowed down, my legs felt heavy, like they were barely holding me up. My chest ached, harda tonot from running anymore, but from something deeper. Something I couldn’t shake off no matter how hard I tried.I felt… empty, the kind that hurt.The kind that made everything feel pointless.All I wanted was a bed.A quiet place.Somewhere I could just lie down and stop existing for a while.I dragged a hand down my face, exhaling shakily.This wasn’t real.It couldn’t be.People spread rumors all the time.This was just another one.It had to be.I shook my head, trying to push the thought away, but it didn’t work.
Leonardo’s POV“Leonardo, are you even listening to me?”I blinked.Catherine was looking up at me, her lips curved into a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.“Of course,” I said automatically. “You were saying something about the architecture building.”She tilted her head slightly.“I was saying this is the third time you’ve shown me the same place.”Right.I exhaled quietly, shoving my phone back into my pocket.“Then consider it a thorough tour,” I replied flatly.She laughed softly, linking her arm through mine like it was the most natural thing in the world.It wasn’t.Nothing about this was.We started walking again, her heels clicking lightly against the pavement while I scanned the crowd without meaning to.Students.Groups.Noise.Faces.None of them were the one I was looking for.My hand slipped into my pocket again, fingers brushing against my phone.Still nothing.No messages.No missed calls.Nothing from him.My jaw tightened.“You know,” Catherine said lightly, gl
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