If We Were Perfect By Ana Huang Instant

As they stepped into the light, the audience vanished. There was only the heat of the stage lamps and the weight of five years of unsaid words. When Blake pulled her into the scripted embrace, his touch wasn't professional. It was desperate.

The stage manager signaled. This was the scene—the climax where their characters finally broke. If We Were Perfect by Ana Huang

"Then let's be ruined together," he said, his eyes burning with the raw, possessive intensity that had always been his undoing. As they stepped into the light, the audience vanished