Dominique said calmly, his voice steady despite the pain. "She's more beautiful than you'll ever be. Inside and out. You, on the other hand, are just a walking pile of insecurities wrapped in a cheap suit. That's what really keeps you up at night, isn't it? Knowing that no matter what you do, you'll never be half the man she deserves."
Nicolas lunged forward, grabbing Dominique by the collar and shoving him against the railing. The metal dug into Dominique's back, cold and hard, pressing against his spine painfully. The impact sent a fresh wave of pain through his body, and he gritted his teeth to keep from crying out.
The wind whipped around them, howling like a living thing, tugging at their clothes and hair with fierce, invisible hands. The night sky stretched above them, cold and indifferent, scattered with stars that seemed to watch the scene unfold with silent detachment.
