J U L E S

From the start - laufey

R O M A N

𝐍𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐞, 𝐒𝐙𝐀 A soul tie didn’t even begin to describe what you felt for this man—you were obsessed with him, and worst of all, he knew it. He had a grip on your mood, your thoughts, your peace, and he played with that power like it was a game. You hadn’t meant to fall so hard, and you hated that you did, but somehow, it felt like you’d met your “match.” But Roman was toxic. He thrived off your love—your need for him. He knew how deeply you cared, and he loved the chase, loved watching you run after him. Whether it was the silent treatment, being left on read, or one of his usual half-hearted excuses, it didn’t matter. You always came back. This time, though, he wasn’t even pretending. He was outright ignoring you. And your day? Completely wrecked because of it. You felt hollow, like your “other half” had just vanished without warning. You were fighting back tears as you stepped off the bus, the weight of it all pressing hard on your chest. Then your phone chimed. It was Roman. “Sorry, baby. I haven’t been on my phone all day.”