Bella Spark Bang And Burn [WORKING]

Eddie stood there alone, the taste of smoke and her name on his tongue. The room behind him was already growing cold. But his chest—his chest was still on fire.

Then he walked in. Eddie Cinder. A man made of slow burns and quieter regrets. His hands were calloused from honest work, but his eyes held the hungry look of someone who’d lost everything in a fire he didn't start. bella spark bang and burn

"Only if you plan to set it on fire," she replied. Eddie stood there alone, the taste of smoke

"Don't," he said.