"I don't know how to stop," Coco whispered.
"Then don't stop," Demi said softly. "Just… turn. Change direction. I'll walk with you." coco lovelock and demi hawks
Outside, the neon buzzed on. Inside, something finally grew quiet. "I don't know how to stop," Coco whispered
The motel room smelled like stale coffee and cheap jasmine air freshener. Outside, the neon sign buzzed, bleeding pink light through the thin curtains. "I don't know how to stop
Demi shrugged. "You called."
Coco let out a shaky breath, and for the first time that night, her shoulders dropped. She leaned forward until her forehead touched Demi's. They stayed like that—two eclipsed stars in a cheap room, holding each other up in the dark.