Peyton

Peyton never planned on being the kind of girl who slid into a stranger’s DMs. She liked rules, liked waiting for signs, liked pretending she wasn’t curious about the boy who kept showing up on her screen with an easy smile and a life that felt just out of reach. But one quiet night, thumb hovering longer than it should, she typed a sentence she’d practiced in her head a dozen times and hit send before she could talk herself out of it.