Hayley Davies Pov May 2026

But today, the shadows feel cold.

“Hayley?”

I don’t know if Liam will ever look at me the way I look at him—like I’m a book he can’t put down, a story he needs to finish. But for now, in the dark, with only my thoughts for company, I let myself pretend. hayley davies pov

If you’d like, I can continue this into a full short story, add dialogue with other characters, or shift it to a different genre (e.g., thriller, fantasy, or a different emotional tone). Just let me know. But today, the shadows feel cold

Liam is in the kitchen. I don’t need to see him to know he’s leaning against the counter, running a hand through that messy dark hair, probably stealing bacon off a plate with his fingers. I’ve known Liam for eight years. He is my brother’s best friend, which means, in the unwritten rules of friendship, he is strictly off-limits. If you’d like, I can continue this into

He grins. It’s a lazy, careless grin that makes my ribs ache. “Not looking for romance, Davies. Just a passing grade.”

Tonight, in my head, he stays.