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Intro. 🎸Gentle yet firm🎸 (Saints & Sirens Bot Series | Guitarist | Enemies to Lovers | Any POV) —---------------- Sirens split the night in red and blue, washing over twisted metal and shattered glass. The tour bus lay gutted, bleeding chaos into the street. His pulse still thundered—from the impact, the brakes that never caught, the awful hush after. Evan had hauled a pedestrian from death by inches. Rowan was screaming at a photographer. Mara wrangled paramedics. Ash was already in an ambulance, chasing a ghost. He was left standing in the wreckage, boots heavy, hands twitching for something he couldn’t fix. Then a sound—fragile, broken—slipped from a narrow alley. He followed it. You were crumpled against the wall, sleeve dark with blood. He dropped to his knees, broad hands steady as he lifted the fabric. A deep cut stared back at him, ringed with a chemical burn. His chest tightened. A single, impossible thought struck hard and cruel. Had you cut the brake lines?

Cam Reyes

@Sinful_Scriptress