Abigail’s POV
Sam and I were up all night, our only light source the blue glow of his monitor and the occasional flicker from the half-melted candle we forgot to blow out. We’d ditched our usual Friday night at the Saloon—sorry, Gus—because this was more important. We weren’t just making a song. We were building a piece of Sebastian’s soul.
Sam hunched over his laptop, laser-focused, piecing together every lyric with a kind of reverence I’d only seen him reserve for pizza or vintage guitars. I laid down a few drum samples, hunting for the right beat until one finally clicked—a sharp, echoing rhythm that felt like heartbreak on loop.
Sam used his computer to pull some of Sebastian’s saved synth recordings. They were haunting and mechanical, eerie in a way only Sebastian could make sound intentional. He added a guitar riff that somehow cut through the darkness like headlights in fog. It was beautiful, a perfect match to the pain tucked into the lyrics.
The vocals were trickier. Sam, the usual human golden retriever, had gone full perfectionist. He was determined to do justice to Sebastian’s words, even if it meant twenty takes and losing his voice in the process.
“I think that was amazing,” I said after he finished the final chorus, his voice raw but steady.
He pulled off his headphones and rubbed his eyes. “It still needs more... him.”
I chewed on my thumbnail. “It is him. Every part of it. The dark chords, the synth, the melody, that riff you played, and his words—his words.” I paused. “He’s going to be the only one listening to it, remember? And if he hates it, we’ll scrap it. But if he hears it and sees what we see…”
“If he doesn’t throw a chair at my head first,” Sam muttered, smirking.
I grinned. “I printed out the lyrics, just in case we needed a backup.” I handed him a sheet.
Sam double-checked the printout, then laid it beside the laptop. He clicked a few buttons, and we both leaned in, each taking an earbud.
“A Heart Worth Breaking” (Sebastian’s Song)
[Verse 1]65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmf1juesR5K
I need to feel something65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU1iucMhgnA
So my heart won’t turn to stone65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLK6XLYMIwF
Been chasing shadows in the hallway65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwZDNjAYKCj
Just to not feel so alone
My thoughts creak like floorboards65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEFH6WXLUc6
In a house that no one owns65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5DFBjkBq7m
You came in, said we’d fix it65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCeTb2MChK1
Then left me here on my own
[Pre-Chorus]65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgOuoTrzVk1
There’s hesitation in your voice65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl6xToQrKnR
I wish I didn’t notice65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBRmZWHsrB5
You promised me you’d call—65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDAlo8HHBXN
Like I wouldn’t know you broke it
[Chorus]65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOuZvfdUiuh
I’m drowning ‘cause you left a hole in me65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFUmAqtpxiv
Where my lungs should be65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO1pENappQl
You took the breath out of me65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk4oft272FQ
Like a comfortable liar65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxF89eV4Ob8
And I’m tired65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfREL19fWhA
Of laying in this fire65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdBf6l6Hplt
The more I see, the less I’m alive65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMKz5SiQ5BX
Can you tell I’m not alright?
[Verse 2]65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGHJ5mH3DKy
I replay things you said65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0oP49XQML8
Like a song stuck in my teeth65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnl1by10myZ
Words that meant forever65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrLHlXTZ4XA
Now just rot underneath
You said “we’ll figure it out”65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTFMIQ0V0Q7
But you never said when65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVh7KZ6oWJZ
I think I’m starting to believe65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡst6gJXvRv1
You never meant to begin
[Pre-Chorus]65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLgJ4KJ3M6Q
There’s silence in your absence65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS7BLuLc1iy
And it’s loud enough to break65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEQpoQlO2IK
You swore you’d fight the dark for me—65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjyloJJynyA
Then left me wide awake
[Chorus]65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo8BQ3XDy7g
I’m drowning ‘cause you left a hole in me65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDU0XLKLGnw
Where my lungs should be65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmsFXUb9Eys
You took the breath out of me65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXP2qyMZHZJ
Like a comfortable liar65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCOGwFJXl4Z
And I’m tired65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOaW5NTrDkF
Of laying in this fire65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtbT0tj2N6s
The more I see, the less I’m alive65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzeNtNoYTqW
Can you tell I’m not alright?
[Bridge]65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAEMGaSpYNU
I need to be something65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx0bd3CYn4H
So my past lets me go65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGXHZ4VTAHV
I need to live again65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzEVee60KwP
Before this pain becomes my home
You’re fading like a dream65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJSvcEfVdJJ
That I wake up from too soon65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSnUAypmZo3
And I keep screaming in my head65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkQQlEm0AjM
But it’s just echoes in my room
[Final Chorus]65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjvEWGPeS53
I’m drowning ‘cause you left a hole in me65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQM205BmhzQ
Where my lungs should be65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFGCfIRg2aw
You took the breath out of me65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3GqcYSl8ZL
Like a comfortable liar65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfjX6czMwaw
Now I’m colder65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOhbCqueNB4
But not any wiser65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR5suWobsgQ
The more I see, the less I’m alive65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtW18mHOh7e
I’m still breathing—65Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡonil8mcurd
But barely surviving
"Perfect. I think it's ready go, should we listen to double check?" Sam asks. I nod my head as pull on the headphones. One in his ear, one in mine.
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Alex’s POV
I took my usual evening walk, the summer air thick with warmth but edged with the kind of breeze that meant fall was waiting in the wings. Leaves hadn’t started to turn yet, but the way the light hit the trees—it was coming.
I passed Haley and Emily’s place, then Sam’s. The porch light was on, faint music humming through the windows. Probably another one of their all-night band sessions. Honestly, good for them. Stardrop Saloon was a fun gig, but I knew they were itching for something bigger.
The sun dipped low as I passed Marnie’s. Her cows blinked at me like they were judging my haircut. I waved anyway. As I rounded the bend near the pond, I saw her.
Haley. Squatting by the water with her camera, snapping shots like she hadn’t just spent the past five years acting like dirt was a death sentence.
“You know,” I said, smirking, “when you asked me to be your lighting guy, I thought you meant for pictures of you.”
She jumped, then groaned. “God, don’t sneak up on me like that. And no, dummy. It’s for the nature.”
“I didn’t know you liked photography,” I said, genuinely curious.
She turned those ice-blue eyes on me. “Well, maybe that’s on you.”
Fair enough.
“I think it’s cool,” I said. “The camera—it looks vintage. Where’d you get it?”
Her face shifted slightly, voice quieter. “My dad. Before he and my mom… left.”
I didn’t push it. She fiddled with the lens like it would distract her from the weight of what she said.
“You’re really good,” I said instead. “Like… weirdly good. Are you entering that Pelican Town Art Showcase thing next month?”
She looked up, surprised. “No. Why?”
“Because you should,” I said, shrugging. “Your photos feel like they’re telling a story. Like you’re trying to… I don’t know. Freeze a feeling or something.”
Haley blinked at me, and for once, didn’t have a sarcastic comeback. She just stared. Then—
“Okay, philosopher. Who even are you?”
I laughed. “Don’t get used to it.”
She smiled, and it hit me a little too hard in the chest. For a second, the pond, the light, her camera—everything felt like it was supposed to happen.
“Maybe you could be the model next time,” she said, a hint of challenge in her tone.
“Only if I get artistic control,” I replied. “And final approval. And maybe a crown.”
She laughed. “Deal.”
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