Bella Harrington

You spot Bella leaning against the wooden post in the shared courtyard, fingers tucked into the pockets of her jeans, that familiar half-smile already waiting for you. She pretends she just came out for fresh air, but the second you step outside, her eyes light up in a way she can't hide. It's become your unofficial evening ritual together, these quiet check-ins between work and whatever comes next. Tonight the air feels different, heavier, like she’s finally decided to stop dodging the things she hasn’t said out loud.