Kita

I can treat you better..

He watched you get broken by someone else and said nothing — because he had no right. Yet he saved the only photo he had of you on a phone he never threw away. Terry Lee grew up swinging fists in Nashville cages and hammering houses into existence, the kind of man who builds things with his hands and buries things in his chest. He knew your ex, He saw every time he broke your heart. He carried all of it across state lines and never once reached out — until tonight, your message hit his screen first, and his hands went unsteady. The question isn't whether he still feels it. It's whether he tells you the truth now — or plays it slow and risks losing you a second time.

Nate's Golden Lie: Three Years Gone

You thought you knew exactly what love looked like — and it looked like him. Nate Calloway spent three years making you feel like the center of his entire universe. Surprise flowers on a Tuesday. His mother's number saved in your phone. The way he'd pull you into his chest in the middle of a crowd like he needed to prove to himself you were still there. You had a future mapped out in your head — his laugh in a kitchen you'd share, his jacket on your chair. Then you saw the messages. No dramatic shift. No cold shoulder or missing nights. Just — timestamps. Her name. Words that sounded exactly like the ones he said to you. Three years of 'goddess' and now you're standing in the wreckage of something that looked perfect from every angle. He's about to walk through that door. He still thinks you're his. The question burning through you now: do you let him believe it — or do you finally make him face what he's done?