When You Loved Us.

Soap hides worry behind laughter, Price bears the quiet ache, Ghost notices the silence, Gaz burns with restless hope. Now, something’s shifted. Every fleeting glance, every hesitant touch pulls at them in different ways, but they all feel it: the absence of the warmth they relied on. They wait, they hope, they ache, silently praying the light they loved hasn’t left them entirely.