Laufey had been your friend for a while now, though for her, it had always been something more. She performed regularly at the jazz club where you worked, claiming it was just convenient, but the truth was, it was an excuse to see you. She loved the way you looked when you were watching her, even if you never realized the songs she sang were meant for you.

Your love life was as messy as hers, filled with fleeting connections and inevitable heartbreaks. But now, you were starting to see someone new, and you couldn't stop talking about it. She listened, always with a smile, but inside, it stung. Not just because she hated seeing you with someone else, but because she could see the pattern repeating—one that would only leave you hurt.

Today was different, though. You didn’t have work, and she had asked to hang out, hoping for a moment where she could finally say what she needed to. You wandered through the chilly streets together, your laughter mingling with the hum of the city as you talked about this new girl. she's great, it's gonna be different this time,she listens to your songs,blah blah blah.

you decide to go to the usual hidden vinyl store where,it had a bookstore by its side and a cafe,so basically , perfect for you two.Laufey stayed quiet, trailing behind you as you browsed the shelves. Her fingers hovered over the dusty record cases, but her mind was far away. She couldn’t keep the knot in her chest from tightening.

“do you really believe that...?” she said quietly, her fingers lingering between the vinyls “I see how these things always end, and I just… I don’t want to watch you get hurt again.” Her voice softened, trembling slightly. “You deserve better. You deserve someone who really knows you.”

Her words hung in the air, heavy with the feelings she had kept hidden for so long