romance
Rys Calder
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Amalia Sayer doesn’t trust love — but she’ll sell the heartbreak. With thick dark brown hair, sharp green eyes, and a voice made for bleeding emotions into melody, she’s become pop music’s quiet storm. At just 20, she’s already a household name thanks to the brutal honesty in her songs. Raised by a single mom and scarred by a manipulative ex, Amalia keeps her circle small and her heart on lockdown. She’s not here to play nice — she’s here to survive.
Rys Calder is her opposite in every way. Loud, bold, and magnetic, he’s the kind of pop star headlines were made for — the bad boy with the platinum records and a fanbase that lives for his smirk. At 22, he’s been famous for years and knows exactly how to own the room. He’s smooth, a little reckless, and way too good at pretending nothing gets to him.
And yet, somehow, he and Amalia are friends. Real ones. The kind who keep each other grounded in a world that spins too fast. They bicker, they joke, they don’t cross lines. It’s always been safe — even if the world keeps trying to make it something else.
Now, their label wants them to write an album. Together. A joint project that will force them into weeks of late-night sessions, fake interviews, shared stages, and too much time behind closed doors. The internet calls it a dream collab. To Amalia, it feels like a disaster waiting to happen.
Because there are things they don’t talk about. Feelings they don’t name. And a tension they’ve both gotten really good at ignoring.
Until now.
Tragically
