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The Roomie Complex 111 - THE SEED
Cheryl’s POVThe ride back home was thick with silence.Not the peaceful kind.The suffocating kind that squeezes around your chest and doesn't let go.It was just me and Oliver. Sabrina had left with Aiden — and I hadn't even seen when. One minute she was on stage, holding his hand like she’d been doing it for years, and the next, she was gone. Like a magician’s trick. Vanished with my ghost.When Oliver signaled that it was time to leave, I didn’t argue. I just followed. I was surprised he hadn’t left me behind, if I’m being honest. Surprised, and a little grateful — not that I’d ever say it out loud.But I didn’t have the words anyway.My tongue had dried up miles before we got in the car.The entire drive was steeped in that haunting silence — like neither of us knew where to begin, or worse, we both knew exactly where it would end. I glanced at him once, just once, in the dim wash of the passing streetlights. His jaw was clenched, his eyes fixed ahead like the road was the only t
The Roomie Complex 110 - LOSS
Cheryl’s POVIt was as if someone had opened a window inside my chest and let all the air escape. I couldn't breathe, my chest constricted without effort and i was almost gasping for airI stood frozen at the base of the stairs, the cards still fanned in my hand, fingers slightly trembling. But no one cared about the cards anymore. No one cared about the stupid game anymore.They cared about the performance unfolding at the front — Sabrina and Aiden, hand in hand, glowing like a damn royal couple.Engaged.That word hit me like a steel baton to the knees.People clapped. Of course they clapped. The upper crust always knew how to applaud a lie — as long as it was gift-wrapped in wealth and elegance. Some turned to whisper behind jeweled hands, others raised glasses to toast. Meanwhile, I stood there like a forgotten line in a well-rehearsed play.My chest was burning. I couldn’t breathe properly. I didn’t even realize I was gripping the mic until someone gently took it from my hand — m
The Roomie Complex 109 - THE ANNOUNCEMENT
Cheryl’s POVThe silk shimmer of my gown caught the faint chandelier light as I stepped away from the door, clutching the small velvet pouch with my prizes. The tagged name cards—fifteen of them—and Sabrina’s lay inside, each one a trophy of my quiet triumph.I hadn’t meant to play the game, but after Aiden’s confrontation, I found myself wanting to prove something—not to him or even Oliver or even anyone at all, but to myself. Maybe I was just a liar and I was seeking a distraction, every time I run into Aiden which happens to every damn day, I always needed a distraction from the way my heart raced. It wasn't easy to put the way he looked at me out of my mind, the way he looked deeped into my eyes like he wanted to reach my soul. The river of adrenaline, guilt, and guilt-riddled pride I’d felt skirting the edge of the garden had steered me back inside, into the sea of elegantly deceiving faces.I walked silently through the corridor, my footsteps sounded like tiny little echoes Ther
The Roomie Complex 108 - SUICIDE MISSION?
AIDEN'S POVHer lips were warm.Soft.Practiced.But they weren’t Cheryl’s.That was the first thing that hit me. The second was the cold marble of the wall against my back and the dangerous gleam in Sabrina Baker’s eyes as she kissed me like she was claiming territory.It wasn’t passion. It wasn’t even desire.It was… performance.I didn’t kiss her back.Her perfume was heady, vanilla, something expensive, but my stomach coiled anyway. Her hands slid up my chest like they had every right to be there.And all I could think was: What the fuck is this?She pulled away eventually, breath hot against my cheek, lips flushed, eyes still daring me.“You didn’t stop me,” she said, as if she’d just won something.I stepped away from the wall, brushing my fingers against my mouth like I could wipe the moment off me.“I didn’t kiss you back either,” I said flatly.Sabrina tilted her head, feigning innocence. “Did you want to?”“Do I look like I did?”She let out a breathy laugh and sauntered to
The Roomie Complex 107 - DEADLY GAME
AIDEN'S POVFundraisers like these weren’t new to me.Rich people dressed in borrowed nostalgia, sipping champagne, and trying to outbid each other in kindness. They added glitter to guilt and games to keep it exciting. It was all very polished, very predictable.But I hadn’t come here for the glitter, the money, or even the game.I came here for her.I arrived fashionably late, just enough to be noticed but not remembered. Picked up my name tag from the velvet-draped table and clipped it to my lapel. The silver font caught the light. Aiden Scott. Sharp. Formal. Deceivingly tame.I scanned the room like a bloodhound, but my eyes found her faster than instinct.She stood at the drinks area in a gown that looked poured from liquid stars, the sequins catching the light like constellations. Her dark hair was swept up to expose her long neck, and her lips—painted red—looked like trouble wrapped in a kiss. I’d spent nights trying to forget how those lips tasted. I failed every single one.S
The Roomie Complex 106 - LET THE GAME BEGIN
CHERYL'S POVThere was something about the way the chandeliers flickered off the polished marble floors that made everything look a little too perfect.The fundraiser had the scent of old money and older secrets. Everything about the Bakers screamed legacy — the pressed suits, the tightly wound smiles, the understated grandeur. I’d slipped into a silver sequin gown that rustled faintly with each step, but it still didn’t feel like enough. Standing beside Oliver and Sabrina felt like stepping into a photograph — beautiful, posed, and entirely staged.I should’ve known there’d be a twist.As we stepped through the arched double doors into the grand ballroom, I caught a glimpse of the other guests — dressed to the nines, laughter polished and brittle, glasses of champagne clinking like wind chimes made of gold. A string quartet hummed somewhere in the distance. Oliver was already gliding into the crowd, his hand finding other hands in firm, meaningful handshakes.“They’re dressed like th
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