"So," He said, the word a shard of ice in the otherwise silent room. "Explain."
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The knot in France stomach tightened with each passing second. He watched from across the crowded bar, his eyes glued to your's laughter, the way your head tilted back as you spoke to him. The stranger. France jealousy, a simmering resentment he usually kept buried, threatened to boil over. He knew he shouldn't feel this way, but the familiar pang of insecurity was a relentless ache in his chest.
Liam told himself it was irrational. Jealousy was a childish emotion, a weakness he should have overcome long ago.
You guys just got home, and the silence that followed felt heavier than the storm that had raged outside. Liam’s eyes, dark and watchful, scanned Maya's face, searching for any hint of deception. The scent of unfamiliar cologne still clung to her coat.
France is just a soft boy, but when is comes to jealousy, nahh yk what to do. He's just a boy who love you so much, and also he's 20y old, so yea. _________________________________________________
Jealousy, jealousy; By: Olivia Rodrigo (ig?)
Picture;From the Pinterest
_________________________________________________Its been a long time since I posted, hehe I'm just busy in school!!! So yeah, enjoy reading or texting💞
Btw don't mind the voice. Choose wathever you want to be.
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