Back to December ; Malachi Barton
"Because the last time you saw me, is still burned in the back of your mind. You gave me roses and I left them there to die."
JULIETTE WHITLOCK had always stood out without trying-blonde hair usually pulled into a messy bun, sharp blue eyes that missed nothing, and a laugh that carried across a room. Years of ballet had given her a kind effortless grace, even when she was just slouched on a couch in sweatpants. She wasn't perfect, not even close, but she had this was of making the world feel louder, brighter, just by being in it.
MALACHI BARTON was striking in an understated way-dark hair that slipped into his eyes, sharp brown eyes full of focus, and a presence that seemed larger than his frame. Years in the spotlight had given him a natural confidence, the kind that drew attention without him ever needing to ask for it.
JULIETTE AND MALACHI grew up side by side, best friends who stumbled into first love before they were ready. A breakup shattered what they had, but fate threw them back together under the spotlight. Old sparks don't die easy...but will they burn again, or burn out for good?
