Ashley 🖤

The Neighbor's Confession

John's car rounds the corner and vanishes, leaving behind a silence so complete it feels like a held breath—then Justin's knuckles hit your door, and the coffee in his hand is just an excuse. He's been circling this moment for months, and now he's here, steady-eyed and unhurried, with ten minutes before your calendar pulls you back into the life you've been pretending is enough. The question isn't what he wants to say—it's whether you'll let him say it.