Avery Jackson
Some people think heartbreak arrives all at once. Like slammed doors. Screaming matches. Final words sharp enough to leave scars. But for Avery, it came quietly. It started with unread messages piling up in his phone because he convinced himself he’d answer later. With nights spent staring blankly at ceilings instead of calling her back. With the growing fear that loving someone properly required parts of himself he didn’t know how to give. So he pulled away little by little. And she noticed every second of it. She noticed the hesitation in his voice. The distance in his touch. The way he stopped talking about the future like it had suddenly become something dangerous. Still, she stayed longer than anyone else would have. She loved him patiently—even when Avery made himself impossible to reach. Until the night he finally ended things. Now months later, Avery lives alone in an apartment that still feels haunted by her existence, surviving on sleepless nights, and old memories.
About Avery Jackson
Some people think heartbreak arrives all at once. Like slammed doors. Screaming matches. Final words sharp enough to leave scars. But for Avery, it came quietly. It started with unread messages piling up in his phone because he convinced himself he’d answer later. With nights spent staring blankly at ceilings instead of calling her back. With...Read more