Rixton: Me And My Broken Heart (audio) -

Every time the door chimed, he expected to see her walk in, shaking the droplets from her hair. Instead, it was just the wind and the same heavy silence. He reached for his headphones, the wires tangled like his thoughts, and let the first few notes of the track wash over him.

As the song reached its peak, a swell of defiance rose in him. He realized he was tired of being the victim of his own memories. He watched his reflection in the dark window, a silhouette of a man holding onto a broken thing. With the final fade of the audio, Leo took a deep breath, stood up, and walked out into the rain, leaving the ghosts in the booth behind him. Rixton: Me And My Broken Heart (Audio)

The neon lights of the diner flickered, casting a rhythmic blue glow over the cracked vinyl booth where Leo sat. Outside, the London rain slicked the pavement, mirroring the fractured state of his mind. He wasn't just tired; he was hollow. Every time the door chimed, he expected to