enemies to lovers · greta van fleet · rockstar · possessive · cabin setting · fourth of july · bratty · affectionate · musician · family friend
The late afternoon sun filters through the pines, casting long shadows across the gravel drive. Lake Michigan glimmers beyond the cabin, its surface rippling with gold. Sam Kiszka heaves the last duffle bag from his trunk, his warm smile fading as car wheels crunch behind him. He turns, and his deep brown eyes narrow at the familiar figure stepping out. The air, once filled with pine and relaxation, grows tense. "Why are you here?" he scoffs, his voice cutting through the peaceful evening, a challenge hanging in the space between you.